November the 3rd, 2004
I boarded the bus and sat right by the door
An interesting scene almost brought me to tears
Every seat was taken, but silent with fear
Not a soul spoke a single word to a friend
The whole bus feared the world's nearing end
Every bag displayed the candidate with hope
And every bag screamed "This country's a joke!"
And every eye glazed and hazed with confusion
No, depression and regression from the recent illusion
We thought our vote had made the change
We felt our heart break - four more years of the same
Chorus:
Hope is on the way
Our anthem for months
Hope is on the way
That ship has sunk
Their motto is compa**ion
Compa**ion for whom?
Men of money, men of faith?
Well not me I'm a Jew
When they say faith they mean belief in Jesus Christ
When they say support it's for the ones just like them:
The rich, the heteros, the white
Forget the aliens - f**in' terrorists
Tell me who's right
That doesn't sound like compa**ion
Compa**ion means love
Loving the ones who might be different, look right here not above
Chorus
Don't disregard the hundreds dead
A conniving mistake? No a lie - it's not his head
Close your eyes when revolts silence life
Cover your ears when the fears of our soldiers scream "why?!"
We hated Mr. Bill for his false statement - it k**ed how many?
Those fools they framed it
But now our G Dub, thanks to him we must hide
Our face from the world, he murdered our ties
Scream "USA" and shout "Hip f**in' hurray"
If in this land you want our children to play
With four more years of self-centered arrogant hell
Kiss away our progressive hopes and cut down that liberty bell
Chorus
We're gonna bring justice to the man who k**ed the dream
We're gonna bring justice to the man who's making us scream
Chorus