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by Charles Carreon
Do
you remember?
It was 2008
The millions pushed the old regime away
It was our own Velvet Revolution
A Black man would provide the real solution
Oooh Bama!
The crowd surged in an orgasm of voting
We were purged of our legacy of suffering
Only a few Nader-sayers were spoiling the party
Saying "He said he'd kill terrorists in Pakistan,
That Wall Streeter fella Summers is his right-hand man
He bags up votes in Goldman Sachs
How's he gonna get our backs?"
But to them most everybody said
"Shut up you green-ass muthafucka --
You helped Bush win Florida lika sucka
We gonna shut you outta the debates
Don't piss on hope
We vot'n F' Change!"
So change we got
Like a revolving door
Swear I been here before
In one side out the other
But missin somethin'
My dear brother
I thought Obama was my friend
But it's dejavu
All over again
Soldiers in Afghanistan
Losin' limbs and
accomplishing nothin
While M'Hamad Karzai
And his next o' kin
Bankin billions in Swiss accounts
Buyin real estate in
Qatar an' Doha,
Dealin' smack an'
Rollin' in clover
Ohhh! Bama
Bush was in yo face
But this man's stickin'
It in the other place
Below the waistband of
Your pajama
Now he's in the same
Position, up side down
So happy to surrender
That must have been
His mission!
They say don't switch dicks
In the middle of
A screw,
But that's exactly
What they do
And if you can't handle
Act One
Act Two won't be no fun
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