The Ballad of the Profiteers
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You’re suckin’ on / your money’s teat,
When nothin’s left / for folks to eat,
You’re livin’ high / down on Wall Street,
Crushin’ dreams / beneath your feet.
How come it is / and why it’s not,
The biggest thieves / are never caught,
When all you are / is what you bought,
And what’s inside / just ain’t a lot,
You’re singin’ the Ballad of the Profiteers,
You’re sailing your yacht on a river of tears,
You’ve been scorchin’ the Earth for all these years,
You’re the skill-less, soul-less profiteers.
You don’t make anything / except for money,
You don’t find anything / to be that funny,
You’re only friend / is a hired bunny,
And you’re drowin’ alone / in your milk & honey.
Selfish is / as shameless does,
And profits are / your only buzz,
You cast aside / whatever was,
You have no love / and it’s all because . . .
You’re singin’ the Ballad of the Profiteers,
You’re sailing your yacht on a river of tears,
You’ve been screwin’ us all for too many years,
You’re the skill-less, soul-less profiteers.
You’d push your mother / down in a hole,
If it added to / your bankroll;
You’re all fluffed up / like a perfumed troll,
That thinks it scored / The Golden Goal.
Life doesn’t start / on Monday morn,
It began on the day / when you were born,
When you looked outside / with so much scorn,
Then skipped the dance / with The Golden Horn,
cuz …
You’re singin’ the Ballad of the Profiteers,
You’re sailing your yacht on a river of tears,
You’ve been fuckin’ us over all of these years,
You’re the skill-less, soul-less profiteers!
repeat as needed
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You can read this and 50 other Political Adventure Tales like it in my 2020 book Blissfully Ravaged in Democracy — Adventures in Politics — 1980–2020.
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Some other poems . . .
Where Wayward Jekylls Hyde — The Mighty Bama-Rama Rap
Sittin’ On My Roof In New Orleans
Be The Invincible Spirit You Are
Sans Sons — A Song In Names Only
The Royal Woods of Cassady County
The Carolyn Cassady Birthday Poem
The Boys Who Grew From Northern Lands
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6 responses so far ↓
1 Will Hodgson // Nov 1, 2011 at 3:10 PM
But what do you really think?
2 Rob Salmon // Nov 1, 2011 at 10:48 PM
Come to Austin and we’ll jam it up. 😉
3 Deb Reul // Jan 27, 2012 at 10:29 PM
I think I know who this is about. lol 😀
4 Cindy Wilkinson // Oct 17, 2012 at 11:21 AM
Love this. Let’s hope one of them doesn’t become president.
5 Don Howell // Oct 30, 2012 at 10:40 PM
Word.
This should be Romney’s themesong.
6 Master David Goodmen // Feb 18, 2013 at 8:27 PM
Got it in one, Brian! I like the rhymes.
There is the whole Entitlement thing happening, too: “Everybody owes me, because I’m me!” A lot of these people seem to believe this nonsense.
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