PINK LYRICS

"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

Poignant and brilliant.

I heard this song just before i deployed to Iraq and i cried cause i know its the truth. I also know that Mr. President (no matter which one) will never talk about this topic unless its to take a lil more of our freedom away from us again... Please dont let the Mothers tryin to make a home with only a few bucks to her name... cause thats how we all start in the origanal 13.

Reminded me of this song.

BRIGHT EYES LYRICS

"When The President Talks To God"

When the president talks to God
Are the conversations brief or long?
Does he ask to rape our women’s' rights
And send poor farm kids off to die?
Does God suggest an oil hike
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
Are the consonants all hard or soft?
Is he resolute all down the line?
Is every issue black or white?
Does what God say ever change his mind
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
Does he fake that drawl or merely nod?
Agree which convicts should be killed?
Where prisons should be built and filled?
Which voter fraud must be concealed
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
I wonder which one plays the better cop
We should find some jobs. the ghetto's broke
No, they're lazy, George, I say we don't
Just give 'em more liquor stores and dirty coke
That's what God recommends

When the president talks to God
Do they drink near beer and go play golf
While they pick which countries to invade
Which Muslim souls still can be saved?
I guess god just calls a spade a spade
When the president talks to God

When the president talks to God
Does he ever think that maybe he's not?
That that voice is just inside his head
When he kneels next to the presidential bed
Does he ever smell his own bull****
When the president talks to God?

I doubt it

I doubt it

I think Bush sleeps fine at night, on a mattress made of about $25 million in investments. Cheney sleeps on about twice that.
Also, having secret service agents there to read you D. Seuss stories at bed time is probably pretty nice too.

Rite on.great piece.to bad he is not interested n nething americans have to endure.

Rite on.great piece.to bad he is not interested n nething americans have to endure.

(((((Sherri))))) & Wiccan ....... There are too many questions and never any answers..... when will we say "ENOUGH!"?

For those of you who don't know the song....

http://www.informationclearinghouse.info/article12979.htm

I said enough a long time ago, I just can't form a militia.

Look ya'll i know somethin that alot of Americans dont... We have 2 guys that brought in 20 port-o-johns and 3 shower units and have to clean the 5 days a week...how much do you think ya'll paid for that?


just about half a million dollars

npp, i love that song. pink is awesome..there is so much truth to that song...
Becca

I think our government goes a little deeper than the president, I believe some other group or person is pulling the strings

Of the people, by the people, for the people..... but who chooses which people? When was the last time you felt your vote counted?

(((((Lauri))))) You didn't post the link for Bright Eyes so I'll do the honor ..... Thanks sweetie

http://youtube.com/watch?v=uuyhSE2SUNE

psycho wench nothing more to say, they say them all

(((((Barb)))))

Here's anlther good one..... Jackson Browne ~ Lives In the Balance

http://www.informationclearinghouse.info/article11924.htm

Something I wrote ...... with my thoughts on it all..... in one of my many moments of.....

Confused Clarity

I sit in silent wonder, to put my thoughts to ink
For lost in my confusion, it always helps me think
A better understanding, is reason for my rhyme
And though I may learn nothing, it does help pass the time

I'm not the worlds richest man, but when I think a while
I'm surely not the poorest, for I can share a smile
And if I had the riches, that so many others crave
Like them, it would be hard to smile, just another slave

Me, I'd always share my wealth, with any man in need
Instead of living off his pain, to wallow in my greed
I'd rather have a simple life, make other people smile
Seek to clean the air we breathe, not worry what's in style

And what is with our government, always preaching fear?
Always raising taxes, and their spending every year
Why must there always be a need, to start another war?
Why can't we take those billions, and start to feed the poor?

Build houses for the homeless, and educate a child
Instead of killing thousands, and say it makes us proud
Wave a flag, we can't salute, then take away the Lord
From state, and church, and home and school, My God! They must be bored!

And how are we supposed to live, with prices on the rise?
Fire all those bureucrats, hire someone wise!
Someone who knows morals, and nobility of cause
Not some jerk who thinks himself, disasters Santa Clause!

Lets do away with money, and pay our way with deeds
Then see how life progresses, and who has special needs
Let's do away with food stamps, put pride into our farms
Start growing food for people, instead of building arms!

It's sad to think our soldiers die, for rights we can't employ
Like liberty and happiness, pursuits we can't enjoy
Our leaders take us deeper, and deeper into debt
And tell us to feel safer, with the little that we get

As usual, I'm still confused, yet put my thoughts to pen
I tell myself "I am but one, where can I begin?"
And now that I have written, I'll end it with this note
I may be poor, and only one, BUT I STILL HAVE A VOTE!

(((NPP))) That is the trouble ... never any answers...just misdirection or avoidance. Those who have nothing to hide ... hide nothing...

I fear for you ... and I fear for us.

Awesome and brilliant Ken