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Let Me
A song about social inequality via the economy and so-called Free Market.
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» highest in sub-genre: # 30 (6,833 songs currently listed in Rock > Folk Rock)
About the song
This song was written for those who are or have been homeless, for those who live week-to-week on incomes below the poverty line, and for the millions who have no health care.
Lyrics
Let Me
Music and Lyrics By: John “Jonnikhan” King
One is a number, three is in-between;
Two and four make six and add them all you get sixteen;
This is the way life ought to be;
But nothing in this world is as it seems;
Take me to the water, take me out across the sea;
Let Me lie among the flowers, Let Me run in the breeze!
Living in a gutter, sleeping on a bench;
Taking showers once a week to wash away the stench;
This is the way life should never be;
It’s just a consequence of the economy;
Tax breaks for the wealthy, short cake for the poor;
And while the ice caps are melting, corporations wanting more;
And more, and more, and more, and more, and more, and more!
{Lead}
So our Earth is dying and there’s no one to blame;
It’s icing on the cake that proves that we’re all insane;
As the rich get richer and the poor are bombed to dust;
The future’s looking bleaker for the rest of us;
Take me to the water, take me out across the sea;
Let Me lie among the flowers, Let Me run through the breeze!
Music and Lyrics By: John “Jonnikhan” King
One is a number, three is in-between;
Two and four make six and add them all you get sixteen;
This is the way life ought to be;
But nothing in this world is as it seems;
Take me to the water, take me out across the sea;
Let Me lie among the flowers, Let Me run in the breeze!
Living in a gutter, sleeping on a bench;
Taking showers once a week to wash away the stench;
This is the way life should never be;
It’s just a consequence of the economy;
Tax breaks for the wealthy, short cake for the poor;
And while the ice caps are melting, corporations wanting more;
And more, and more, and more, and more, and more, and more!
{Lead}
So our Earth is dying and there’s no one to blame;
It’s icing on the cake that proves that we’re all insane;
As the rich get richer and the poor are bombed to dust;
The future’s looking bleaker for the rest of us;
Take me to the water, take me out across the sea;
Let Me lie among the flowers, Let Me run through the breeze!
