Someone else would choose, they said,
Those by whom we’d soon be led
Johnson? Nixon? who could tell?
Both pledged not to give us hell
Either way they picked the scam
We got more of Vietnam
Vote the Repugs; vote the Dems
Fall for their same stratagems
Vote them out then vote them back
Then get even more Iraq
Don't require to see the plan
Just have some Afghanistan
Don't suppose they think you dumb
Just that your soft head's gone numb
Lost your job? Laid off? Been fired?
Tax your kids before they're hired
If it's an election year
Count on them to flog some fear
Weddings by the queers, you say?
Pregnant women gone astray?
Immigrants out cutting lawns?
Burning flags while Congress yawns?
Hooked on gas and credit cards?
Just acquire some more canards
Fight them there; don’t fight them here
Don’t observe the danger near
Culture war and backlash, too
That’s all they intend for you
Watch them on your TV tube
Buy their bullshit retail, rube
Need some Bill to feel your pain?
Crooked talk straight from McCain?
Don’t thank them and don’t thank me
Thank your own stupidity
Michael Murry, "The Misfortune Teller," Copyright 2006