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    dots Submission Name: Working Class Slobdots
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    Author: The Gadfly
    ASL Info:    52/M/Moreno Valley, CA
    Elite Ratio:    3.55 - 1048/1348/375
    Words: 317
    Class/Type: Lyrics/Satire
    Total Views: 995
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 2117



    Description:
       A satirical and conservative protest song, written by Mike Bantum and Greg Doyle (me)

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    dotsWorking Class Slobdots
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    Near the turn of the century,
    so we would learn.
    Truth depends on what “IS”
    is in relative terms.
    For each lie that gets swallowed
    or spit from afar,
    Leaves a stain on your dress,
    so you’ll get no cigar.

    In the land of the free,
    now the home of the slave,
    Lives the working class slob
    who gets taxed to the grave.
    For the lazy and alien,
    stupid and poor,
    Uncle Sam raids your wallet
    and he’s looking for more.

    Working class slob…

    See the working class slob
    as he sweats for his pay,
    While some government hack
    gives his money away.
    Was there ever a doubt
    once we gave them all power?
    We’d get taxed every day
    while they spend every hour.

    From the head of his class
    to the back of the line,
    In the interest of fairness
    so the doctrines opine,
    From their ivory towers
    hear the harpies’ harsh drones,
    While the working class stiff
    sheds more skins than he owns.

    You working class slob….

    As the captains of industry
    lie in their beds,
    Mom and Pop close up shop
    as the wealth quickly spreads.
    See the pink slips increase
    as the unions decline.
    Uncle Sam feeds them bread
    that was once yours and mine.

    See the parrots all parley
    with the wolves in the pack.
    All the donkeys keep braying,
    “Pacaderms in the back!”
    To the back of the bus
    here comes change that will last.
    “See the edge of that cliff?”
    “Yes, it’s coming up fast.”

    You working class slob….

    Now there might be a moral
    to the end of this tale.
    Ask the pimps we’ve elected,
    all their tricks are for sale.
    Whatever you call it,
    here’s the thing you must do….
    Just hand them your wallet
    and your grandchildren’s, too.

    Working class slob…
    I’m a working class slob….




    Submitted on 2009-04-02 02:43:24     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I absolutely loved this piece, quite possibly my favorite on this site i've come across. Agree with your points and it was masterfully written. Good buildup to the end and it had a good rhythm to it. This is probably the first piece on here i can't find much of a flaw in.
    Great job.
    | Posted on 2009-04-08 00:00:00 | by hybridsongwrite | [ Reply to This ]
      Happy Day! I enjoyed the "Clinton/Lewinski" reference - shows how the debauchery has been going on for years - nothing new.

    I didn't have sound to listen to the song but the lyrics were spot on and shed the light on the sad dim economic world!

    Great!

    love,peace,joy,abundance & smiles to share tif ~*~
    | Posted on 2009-04-03 00:00:00 | by Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      Our harsh reality I guess. Great timing to write it around tax time. We are all very passionate about taxes.

    On one line I wondered what you meant. "Leaves a stain on your dress,
    so you’ll get no cigar." Not sure why a chick would want a cigar so I questioned if I got it?

    Also, one line made me mad and sad. "Mom and Pop close up shop as the wealth quickly spreads." Very true! Mom and pop get no bail out. We should go to work in the banking biz. It seems to have good bonuses. Also, it will never go out of business as our government won't allow a mismanaged/broken system to learn its lesson.

    This caused me to pause and think. Thanks!

    Kuuipo



    | Posted on 2009-04-02 00:00:00 | by Kuuipo | [ Reply to This ]


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