I was very mad that Bernie Sanders didn't win.
© Keith Pickering
Well, I bet you’re feeling pretty good
Pat yourselves on the back
I’m serious like a heart attack
Your cynical soul-crushing machine
Is running up to code and burning money clean
You should get a round of applause
Y’all can sure rally round a cause
When it comes to crushing hope into dust
You’ll put your backs into it and do what you must
Stuck in the water
And now it’s risen to the neckline
For sons and daughters
There may not always be a next time
Watch your debt climb
While they apologize for sex crime; it’s all about the
Lesser evil
Don’t blink, you’ll miss your opportunity to help
Evil again
Listen, people
Don’t think, we’re gonna have to get behind the
Lesser evil again, and again, and again
Step right up and meet the boogeyman
Such a beautiful sight
Where’d we be without a heel to fight?
Sometimes it’s more fun when the face fails
A little drama helps with the ticket sales
Big fans, we can look, but not touch
End of the day, we don’t do much
Cheering on the smoke and the mirrors
But what’s realer than the bills that all are in arrears?
Out on a limb here
Nobody ever cared to warn you
It’s never been clear
You need other people to hold onto
Now you want to
But after everything you’ve gone through, you settle for the
Lesser evil
Don’t blink, you’ll miss your opportunity to help
Evil again
Listen, people
Don’t think, for now we’ll have to get behind the
Lesser evil again, and again, and again
So pack a bag lunch, take a day off
Stand in line for seven hours hoping no one has a cough
Fill the bubble in, don’t go out of the lines
Here’s the right crayon color to not commit thought crimes
If you wanna see harm reduced
Time for politicking, clock is ticking, what is your excuse?
You can’t just throw your vote into the bin, how could you?
You wouldn’t want the other guy to win, now would you?
Well, who wants to play Duopoly?
Don’t all jump up at once
First prize is a tray of crumbs
Takes a quarter century to finish this shit
Shouldn’t be surprised we all are sick of it
Let’s see what the damage is here
Lack of maintenance is pretty clear
One spark could light up the gas
And maybe something good could rise up from the ash