HIGH RISERS By Tom Jensen
Well it seems you ended up with nothing
In this world of plenty
When everybody else went shopping for an audi you wanted an inny
When everybody else was getting fat
Why are you so skinny?
Now you're looking at me and I think you're ready...
They brought me down
To police station
For questioning
And interrogation
My friends had to call up the chief of police
To negotiate my release
But they just pay him off
Because the guy's a crook
He got taught real well
Straight outta the book....
They no longer look they know the reason
I'm always booked on the same charge of treason
They wanted me to play follow the leader...
Yet the powers that be were in full retreat
But when they said
We should all fight to the death
How come all at once each head turned and looked at me?
My government just labeled me as an Al Qaeda sympathizer
All because I didn't straighten up like I took two pills from Pfizer
When I say hey people steal I'm not talking about high risers
My momma knows I'm not a terrorist
So how come you gotta treat me like this?
I'm just one of those concerned citizens
A Chomskian poet otherwise known as a dissident
Obama......what the hell is going on?
You said you'd bring change....
Yeah....But only for a dollar bill.....
And that's wrong!!!!