Faded Pols

(Sung to Faded Flowers by Shriekback)

The sound of electoral poison...
The sickness kills freedom, you know
No one will mourn us this time
Our rights are fading under filthy piles of snow
Weave a circle to block malaise
Try to prserve our form of governance
Our spirits are breaking
One more election to go?

I am not blind
This is a foul thing
These hands I wash
Dirty as Anything
I am not blind
this is a foolish thing
we are at faukt
more so than anything

Only a proper revolution
can restore what we have gained
The shameful hypocrites
that pollute DC
We must fight for freedom again.... again
As they revel in their stained stance...
How are we to win?
There will be no more doubt when..
The corrupt humans come back again...

Are you so blind?
Do you see nothing?
A high ideal
It now is rotting!
You must be blind
if you think Republican..
or Democrat..
will really take a stand!

These faded Pols
precious as fools' gold
sell out our legacy
don't you feel cold?
We elected them!
But they don't work no more
We once believed you
We sure don't anymore...

Live life not blind
and you will truly see
the right ones to elect
to speak for you and me!
For the DC Blind
who'd lead us all astray...
when they are ousted
It will be a glorious day!

The current coterie
that runs DC
speak for themselves
not for you and me
We elected them
but they don't work no more
If you still believe them...
there is no hope for sure....