I can still remember how
That power used to make Dad smile.
And I knew if they fixed my chance,
That I could make those sheeple dance,
Then maybe I could play God for a while.
But Florida's vote made me shiver,
With every precinct Jeb delivered
Bad news for the war chest,
The high court had to give rest.
I can't remember if I cried
When they read about how much I'd lied,
But I would probe them deep inside
The day democracy died.
Did you write the book of lies,
And did you have faith in Nixon's guys,
Did the far right tell you so?
Now do you believe in "hide wars toll",
Will money save my mortal soul, and
Can I teach you how to starve real slooowww,
Well I know that you're in love with sin
'Cause Robertson told me where you been,
We both ticked off the schools
Now my government funded churches will rule,
I was a spoon-fed rich kid bent on battle,
Big on hat and small on cattle,
But dad's plan made those sabres rattle,
The day democracy died, I started gloating......
Bye bye, Miss American pride,
Check your freedoms at the door
Move to the back for the ride
I've got that good old money
To make the poor folks abide,
Singing this what my daddy had tried,
Accountability is what I will hide.
Now for eight years you've been on your own,
America's soul clings 'round my tiny stones,
But that's not how it's supposed to be.
I'm the jester, I'm your king, I'm bad,
With an Admin borrowed from my dad.
Dick's voice seems to come from simple me....
And while scared people hunker down
My policies sell their jobs and towns.
The courtrooms are jam packed, 'cause
My laws aren't constitutionally backed....
While my cronies wrote a book on tax,
I gave the poor folks a few good smacks
And we drank toddys at the tracks
The day democracy died. We were singing......
Bye bye, to American pride,
Check your freedoms at the door
Move to the back for the ride
I've got that good corporate backing,
To whom the press will abide,
At least until the facts all subside,
Accountability is what I will hide.
Helter Skelter, deficits will swelter
I'll build the imaginary Star Wars shelter.
Trillions over budget and climbing faaast...
Even when it falls flat on it's ass
The military-industrial complex will amass
Making laws, in the back room, being crass.
Now the halftime air was sweet and hot
World said "Kyoto" and I said "not"
They all got up to dance
So we never gave truth a chance
When our players went and took the fields,
The natives there refused to yield.
Do you recall what wasn't revealed,
The day democracy died?
We started singing....
Bye bye, Miss American pride,
Check your freedoms at the door
Move to the back for the ride
I've got that good old money
To make the third world subside,
Singing this what my daddy had tried,
Accountability is what I will hide.
Here we are all now, took their oil
The next generation is forced to toil
With small chance left for peace again.
So come on, lies be nimble, cash be quick,
More lies to make my bad choice stick, 'cause,
Failed logic is the devil's only friend..
And as I smirked there for the press
The years of progress all regress
Few mortal men could tell
I've aided Satan's spell
And as deceit climbed high into the night,
To pacify the religious right
I saw Rumsfield laughing with delight,
The day democracy died.
And Don was singing......
Bye bye, Miss American pride,
Check your freedoms at the door
Move to the back for the ride
While good 'ole boys polish up their false pride
Swearing God and Jesus stand by their side,
All the while democracy dies....
I met some poor folk singing blues,
I clutched my wallet for some happy news
Then I smirked and turned to look away
I limmoed down by the closed up stores
To watch my tokens knocking doors
But the poor there said the AIDS took them away
And in the streets they live by creeds,
The children die and our freedom bleeds
All around were jokin', their pride had now been broken.
And the three things I admire most,
Big money, Dad, and my smarts (a post),
They bought elections coast to coast
The day democracy died.
And they were singing......
Bye bye goes American's pride,
Check your freedoms at the door,
The Constitution we'll hide,
Us good 'ole boys will bank offshore and get wide,
Singing this really why we all lied,
This is how democracy dies
W
