| 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 Who said he was better? He's the president of the U.S.A. doesn't make him better...just elected...
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly Have you written, called or asked for a meeting with him...or are you just singing this song to sell cd's?
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the streetWhat do YOU see....what is your solution?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleepI'm sure President Bush prays for our soldiers...
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proudHe should be proud that he has kept our country from being attacked again post 9/11.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cryUS?, US WHO? why are you crying? Maybe from all the millions you make? I am not crying...
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 whyHave you asked?
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 blindAgain, who is we...?
They're all sitting in your cellsWhy are they HIS cells? Bush didn't invent prison...nor did he make the laws that send people there...
While you pave the road to hellOH?
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 gayHis beliefs....right or wrong...
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaineThat shows the courage to overcome and move forward...
Let me tell you bout hard workI'm sure graduating from Yale AND Havard AND becoming a fighter pilot was easy, no hard work involved
Minimum wage with a baby on the way Who chose that life? Bush didn't choose it for you...
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 workAgain, Yale and Havard...easy as can be...no work involved.
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 youHe might if you would ask....
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LIBERALISM
The haunting fear someone, somewhere can help themselves.
" I think he (Obama) can be ready, but right now I don't think he is. The presidency is not something that lends itself to on-the-job training.."
Senator Biden |