“This Bud’s for You” by Thaddeus McDougleberry
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"This Bud’s for You"
American man
Put down your beer can
Turn off the tube
Don’t you chafe at the way you’ve been used
And abused
And what you’ve been made to do
There’ve been those foreign wars
And the jobs they’ve off-shored
They made your son into a moron
And your daughter a whore
And yet you take it
The powers you entrusted?
They let the aliens invade
Then they took your job away
And your dignity too
They said that convenience is freedom
And that credit cards make sense
They called you a bigot
A believer
In conspiracy nonsense
They said “Made in China” is patriotic
And what the papers write is true
They told you dissent is extremism
And the slaughter of the innocent
A human right
They said that war makes democracy
And true belief is hypocrisy
Then they threw away your patrimony
And asked you to die in Iraq
So are you just about ready?
To finally take this seriously?
To solemnly reflect
On all that’s been
What could have been
And what might still be?
Tell me
To which do you choose to cling?
To life or to liberty
Is a servile existence
Good enough for you?
I hope you’ve come to understand
No party
No negotiation
No compromise
Can help you now
Put down the remote
You know what needs to be done
American man
Put down your beer can
Turn off the tube
Don’t you chafe at the way you’ve been used
And abused
And what you’ve been made to do
There’ve been those foreign wars
And the jobs they’ve off-shored
They made your son into a moron
And your daughter a whore
And yet you take it
The powers you entrusted?
They let the aliens invade
Then they took your job away
And your dignity too
They said that convenience is freedom
And that credit cards make sense
They called you a bigot
A believer
In conspiracy nonsense
They said “Made in China” is patriotic
And what the papers write is true
They told you dissent is extremism
And the slaughter of the innocent
A human right
They said that war makes democracy
And true belief is hypocrisy
Then they threw away your patrimony
And asked you to die in Iraq
So are you just about ready?
To finally take this seriously?
To solemnly reflect
On all that’s been
What could have been
And what might still be?
Tell me
To which do you choose to cling?
To life or to liberty
Is a servile existence
Good enough for you?
I hope you’ve come to understand
No party
No negotiation
No compromise
Can help you now
Put down the remote
You know what needs to be done