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14 Million Dollar Loan
01:46
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Well a 14 million dollar load is all you really need
To get a business going on your own
If you were as smart as me you'd ask your papi please
For a 14 Million Dollar Loan
A 14 million dollar loan
That's all it takes to set out on your own
Treat people worse than dogs, who cares they're all just pawns
And morons might mistake you for a god
Well a 14 million dollar loan is all pops gave to me
And when he died he left a fortune
If he's looking down on me I know he's glad to see
I'm no longer just some asshole on T.V.
A 14 million dollar loan
That's all it takes to set out on your own
Treat people worse than dogs, who cares they're all just pawns
And morons might mistake you for a god
A 14 million dollar loan
That's all it takes to set out on your own
Treat people worse than dogs, who cares they're all just slobs
And morons might mistake you for a god
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American Taliban
02:03
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No More Billionaires
03:16
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Thinkin' 'bout people livin' on the street
Thinkin' 'bout billionaires that they shouldn't be
Too many families struggle just to eat
While the rich get fat because they bought D.C.
Isn't it a wonder we don't organize?
Sharpen up our pitchforks raise our torches high
When we've got the right to a better life
Come on friend it begins with you and I
It's 'bout time we removed the chaff
Let's break the backs for once of the ruling class
This faux-democracy's run out of gas
Maybe the working man finally gets a laugh
Isn't it amazing we don't raze the town?
When all they offer us is a trickle down
The French had a way to remove a crown
Come on friends it begins now
Isn't a wonder how we're pacified?
Taught to love the rich because what's mine is mine
As if billionaires would be on our side
Come on friends it begins tonight
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Fascist Blues
04:22
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Well my grandfather back during the war
Flew in a B-17 bombing Dresden's poor
From the burning scores how many were goons?
Firebombing civilians, Kurt Vonnegut too
It ain't easy lord shakin' off the fascist blues
When I came of age wanted to vote for change
Thought John Kerry might save friends from an early grave
But Bush's wars lasted a decade more and longer
So a few of my friends became means to no end
It ain't easy lord shakin' off the fascist blues
In 2016 seems like hate's still a thing
Got a clown runnin' for Prez who's a race-baiting tool
Stirrin' up the fear in the minds of fools
Disrespect everyone they'll make you president too
And it ain't easy lord, shakin' off the fascist blues...
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Crawling On Seattle, Washington
Born to lutheran schoolteacher father and secretary mother. Raised in the pacific northwest on athletics, the outdoors and the early Beatles. Bought his first electric guitar at 13 and became trouble since. Rock & Roll was his first passion. Now over 30, he writes country/folk songs about lost friends, lost love and social injustice with a working class authenticity and a touch of gallows humor. ... more
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