Drums by Jackson Fulk-Logan
Hey Uncle Sugar where'd the pep go from your stride?
Whoever told you that you can drive when you're blind?
Buying more makeup will not get her where you want
Buying more armor will not give you more to flaunt
But is it new?
Same old you
Don't you see?
Dear Uncle Sugar, your girl ain't for me
Hey Santa Barbara Where'd the hope go from your eyes?
I should've warned you, there's a price for faking smiles
Ran through the gauntlet one more time to check for change
You were mistaken, but that fact should not seem strange
Hey comrade Eddie where'd the light go from the sky?
Barack won't tell me what's a truth and what's a lie
TV on RT got us fox-holed in the ground
Better than thinking that the world is safe and sound
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