Here's where I attempt to channel my inner Bob Dylan. A non-melodic set of lyrics to be set to a badly-played harmonica and an acoustic guitar.
Too bad I don't know how to play either.
There I was, about to go to sleep, when suddenly the Muse visited me...
The cannons are a'roarin' and the fires are a'burnin'
in a place we've never been
And their lives ain't real, them flags are a'drapin'
over empty coffee cans
Ma and Pa are a'coughin and their backs are a'achin'
Ain't no Doc McCoy for them
Just another day at work another dollar snatched
for Uncle Sam to spend
Oh, other countries, bridges up, blown down
Soldier boy turn around, back to the grinder with you
It's hard to see an end when their ain't no end in sight
Hard to keep fightin' when you're all out of fight
Hard to keep on trustin' when your trust is broke in two
By those you supported with money meant for you
Yeah, your last doubloon
Ain't no thousand dollar suit in your closet
or a Monet on the wall
Just a stack of unpaid bills
An old bed down the hall
And a cheap glass of booze might make you forget
That the TV's too loud and you ain't paid the rent
That gun is lookin' pretty, but where would you use it?
On yourself? Outta town? On a useless pundit?
Ain't no answers blowin' through your door
Yeah, the winds of change ain't blowin' no more
Your kids are a cryin' and the rice is a'burnin'
That's all you'll eat tonight
No feast for the senses just salt on your wounds
An infested meal for a washed-up groom
A belly full of ache and an echo from the walls
While perfect-haired bimbos think about bathroom stalls
I don't care about your travel perks
I just want a program that works
A billion more won't buy a better house
And your drink won't have a better vintage
And I won't threaten your limo by having an advantage
I just need a little give, I've had all I can take
I ain't askin' for the whole pot
Just a little more time and a little more freedom
To enjoy the things I got
Just a little piece of mind in knowin'
That somebody's watchin', makin' sure I'll be alright
'Til things blow over and I cansee once again
That dawn's early light