Get a job, save your money, listen to Jane Everybody knows umbrellas will cost more in the rain All the news is bad Is there any other kind? Everybody's talking at the same time
Well it's hard times for some For others it's sweet Someone makes money when there's blood in the street Don't take any lip Stay in line Everybody's talking at the same time
Well the dog is in the kitchen And the war drags on The trees wait by the freeway All the moneys all gone Well she told me she would leave me I ignored all the signs And now everybody's talking at the same time Everybody's talking at the same time
Ain't no one coming to pull you from the mud You gotta build your nest high enough to ride out the flood I know you're leaving and there's no more next time Everybody's talking at the same time
A tiny boy sat and he played in the sand He made a sword from a stick And a gun from his hand Well we bailed out all the millionaires They've got the fruit We've got the rind And everybody's talking at the same time
In the Land Of The Free (TM). a vote is about to happen. Like the rest of the world, multiple alien civilisations are no doubt watching, looking down on us and watching the result closely to see if there is any point invading.
The short answer is: probably not. At least, if Clinton wins, not unless you can muster the invasion force within the for years or so before the inevitable nuclear war with Russia and/or eco-holocaust renders the planet simply not worth occupying. If Trump wins... well, no one need bother travelling galaxies with a bid to harvest our brains, they will have all melted in horror, even ignoring the near-inevitable nuclear war even sooner
A wise man (ie me) once said of these elections that it was a battle "to determine who gets to order new crimes against humanity, in which one candidate is a far-right, racist, woman-hating, tax-avoiding failed property mogul, reality TV star and serial sex offender, and the other is, by all available evidence, a robot built by Goldman Sachs".
But ultimate, chicago-based Celtic punk veterans The Tossers say just about what needs to be said in this little ditty below:
Well over the sea, and far away, Our kids die in deserts, they been sent that way, To guard oil rigs where the head cutters reign, And blow them away without any refrain Well why are we here? It’s thinning us out, To see our life’s work in your constituents clout, Is your exclusion of dissidence masking your guilt? Do you want to be dissident in the world that you’ve built?
Political scum! Political scum! You lead the way, you beat the drum Political scum, Political scum! Sacrificing your own while their under your thumb
When broke powerless people grab any power they can get Dominance over women, racism and threats We’ll be loosing media jobs and you make us your pet Reconsidering this weakness and the promise he forgets Do you really believe in the stories you tell? How Christ turned his cheek or came down from the hill Will you profiteer or ransack with the soldiers you kill, Are you upward bound or will you burn in hell?!
Political scum! Political scum! You lead the way, you beat the drum Political scum, Political scum! Sacrificing your own while their under your thumb...
