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The Road to Poverty

This song is basically a critique of the Bush Administration. It was written in the beginning of 2005 and was one of the first songs made in this entire project. A lot of effort was put into the musical background and it shows. The song is well-developed. It is just the beginning of a lot of politcal songs to come.

"The Road to Poverty"

From the album: Tips & Tricks on Politics (2005)

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Tips & Tricks on Politics (2005)

Lyrics

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I was born in Texas

Grew up on my own

I’ve been walking years relentless

Just looking for a home

The sun is always shining

The desert winds blow warm

But, with the five dollars that I bring

I’m not welcome anymore

The sun is shining right through me

The road is lit as far as I can see

I climb into a bus uphill

The driver greeting me

I hold up my five-dollar bill

He says, “Keep it this ride’s for free.”

I ask him where were going

He takes a closer look at me

He scoffs at me for not knowing

We’re on our way to poverty

I got a one-way ticket to poverty

Paying nothing, this ride’s for liberty

My red hat wears heavy

The straws fall to the ground

As I make through the city

Into the heart of the downtown

Gasoline fumes blur my vision

As into the windows I peer

People locked in golden prisons

Being manipulated with fear

I’m on a one-way journey to poverty

I’m on a one-way journey

My dreams will ride with me

Secure in his bunker

My President peacefully sleeps

As I travel dangerous curves of

Religious division and inequality

As I look into his stone cold casing

Of fear and pompous greed

I see the one who has nothing

Is the one who is really free

I’m on a one-way trip to poverty

They can ration off prosperity,

But it’s still the home of the free

They gather up all their money

By creating false fears and needs

Using democracy,

Shifting the nation’s wealth as they please

We’re living in a wasteland

And, they’re clapping their hands

It takes less than four years for a man

To ruin the reputation of his land

We’re on a one-way trip to poverty

It’s not always defined financially

The roads are all in disrepair

Graffiti’s on the trees

The electorate is addicted to murder

They get their fix on TV

We’ve got the cops

You pay them off

The politicians are for free

Because not everyone wants a piece

Of the same property

We’re on a one-way road to poverty

Paying the price for a lack of transparency

A man says, “Hey, hush your jest,

It’s not really what you mean.”

I say, “Yes, it is.

I take my freedom literally”

A man stands on a fine line

Between wealth and poverty

When pressured over time

He’ll always abuse his power to gain security

I’m on a one-way trip to poverty

I take my freedom seriously

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