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Washington, D. C.
A call for straight talk from our leaders.
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Take charge
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About the song
I was born in the U.S.A., and I long to go back to the days when we could believe what our leaders told us, when the Constitution and the Bible meant something to Uncle Sam.
Lyrics
Washington, D. C.
Words and Music by
Stan Anderson
When I was just a lad I dreamed of flyin' up in space
Or tryin' my hand at bein' President
I thought life was so unfair, I never got a shot at either
But now I'm kinda glad that's how it went.
'Cause things aren't always quite the way we're led to believe
Even in the Land of Liberty
When freedom's sacrificed for Homeland Security
And privacy gives way to satellite technology.
(Chorus)
If they can spot a rosebush growin' outside Sammy Kershaw's office
See chariot wheels and armor on the floor of the Red Sea
But it took 'em all this time to find out where Saddam was hiding
There's something mighty rotten in Washington, D. C.
(Turnaround)
There was a time when we believed the things our leaders told us
But now that's long gone out the door
Ever since they told Granddaddy income tax was temporary
Just money they needed to finance The Great War.
The Father of our Country and his men fought for the freedoms
They're stealin' in the town that bears his name
One nation under God, now filled with lies, greed, and corruption
If General George could see it, he'd hang his head in shame.
(Chorus)
If they can track your every move by your new car or your cell phone
See chariot wheels and armor on the floor of the Red Sea
But they say they still can't tell where in the world bin Laden's hiding
There's something mighty rotten in Washington, D. C.
(Tag #1)
God, give us honest leadership in Washington, D. C.
(Tag #2)
Whadd'ya bet they find bin Laden just before Election Day?
Words and Music by
Stan Anderson
When I was just a lad I dreamed of flyin' up in space
Or tryin' my hand at bein' President
I thought life was so unfair, I never got a shot at either
But now I'm kinda glad that's how it went.
'Cause things aren't always quite the way we're led to believe
Even in the Land of Liberty
When freedom's sacrificed for Homeland Security
And privacy gives way to satellite technology.
(Chorus)
If they can spot a rosebush growin' outside Sammy Kershaw's office
See chariot wheels and armor on the floor of the Red Sea
But it took 'em all this time to find out where Saddam was hiding
There's something mighty rotten in Washington, D. C.
(Turnaround)
There was a time when we believed the things our leaders told us
But now that's long gone out the door
Ever since they told Granddaddy income tax was temporary
Just money they needed to finance The Great War.
The Father of our Country and his men fought for the freedoms
They're stealin' in the town that bears his name
One nation under God, now filled with lies, greed, and corruption
If General George could see it, he'd hang his head in shame.
(Chorus)
If they can track your every move by your new car or your cell phone
See chariot wheels and armor on the floor of the Red Sea
But they say they still can't tell where in the world bin Laden's hiding
There's something mighty rotten in Washington, D. C.
(Tag #1)
God, give us honest leadership in Washington, D. C.
(Tag #2)
Whadd'ya bet they find bin Laden just before Election Day?
