While watching the Clown debate tonight (Nov. 10) I remembered this song I wrote a few years ago:
MISTER POLITICIAN
By David Allen
Mr. Politician
I want to tell you
What’s on my mind
All I need is
A few moments of your precious time.
How do you feel
When you hear
All those children crying?
How can you sleep
Knowing there are innocent people dying?
We want to give you
All of our trust,
So please remember
What you do affects all of us.
Mr. Politician
I want to show you
You’re turning blind
All that I need is
A few minutes of your precious time.
How can you smile
When you see
Refugees in all those lines?
How can you laugh
When you see
The diseased coughing up their lives?
We want to give you
All of our trust
But you don’t remember
What you do affects all of us.
Mr. Politician
Would you tell me
What’s on your mind?
All that you need is
A few moments of my precious time.
How do you love
When you are so
filled with all that burning hate?
Open your heart
It’s a start, before it’s way too late.
We want to give you
All of our trust
But you must remember
What you do affects all of us.
Mr. Politician
They want to sell
You some TV time.
And all they need is
A few million dollars and your mind.
How does it feel
When you hear yourself
And know that you are lying?
And how do you keep
At least one of your two faces from crying?
We want to give you
All of our trust
But we’d fell better
if you trusted us.
Type Dancing 