The Occupy Movement interests me. It gives me hope. So yesterday I wrote some lyrics, and sometime this week, I hope to work out the banjo chords. But here are the words:
You don't own the building
but you pay the rent
you're the 99
not the 1 percent
You don't drive the limo
though you paid for the road
you don't get to keep
the crop that you sowed
A respected worker
at the local plant
your daddy never
felt like an ant
He made good things
took home a good wage
he contributed
in a different age
Now it's your job
to make the rich richer
if that makes you poorer
well don't be a bitcher
So occupy the park my friend
occupy the street
occupy downtown my friend
post on Facebook and re-tweet
Let them see your face my friend
the face they would deny
Remind them that you share this world
and when they ask you why
Tell them that you're on to them
Tell them that you're wise
Tell them that you're not so blind
Tell them you have eyes
Tell them that it's your world, too
Tell them you have rights
Tell them that it's not your job
to give away your life
If the social contract
is what you choose
pay unto Caesar
for what you use
But when you help others
you don't have to cave
you're a proud citizen
not an eager slave
Copyright 3 April 2012, James LaRue, Creative Commons - feel free to use it, but attribute it.
You don't own the building
but you pay the rent
you're the 99
not the 1 percent
You don't drive the limo
though you paid for the road
you don't get to keep
the crop that you sowed
A respected worker
at the local plant
your daddy never
felt like an ant
He made good things
took home a good wage
he contributed
in a different age
Now it's your job
to make the rich richer
if that makes you poorer
well don't be a bitcher
So occupy the park my friend
occupy the street
occupy downtown my friend
post on Facebook and re-tweet
Let them see your face my friend
the face they would deny
Remind them that you share this world
and when they ask you why
Tell them that you're on to them
Tell them that you're wise
Tell them that you're not so blind
Tell them you have eyes
Tell them that it's your world, too
Tell them you have rights
Tell them that it's not your job
to give away your life
If the social contract
is what you choose
pay unto Caesar
for what you use
But when you help others
you don't have to cave
you're a proud citizen
not an eager slave
Copyright 3 April 2012, James LaRue, Creative Commons - feel free to use it, but attribute it.
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