No Kings!

Intro

The cracked mirror draws the eye

Again and again, like a dog

Or a junkie

To the nth betrayal–

But the flame burns clean–if it won’t burn pure–

And it’s growing again…

Chorus (2x)

We want no kings in the land of the free,

No robber barons, no oligarchy,

No twisted lies, no tyranny,

No Golden John groping Ms. Liberty!

Verse 1

Don’t want workers living off protein bars

And ketchup packets, or sleeping in cars.

Don’t want great medicine that’s just for the stars,

Or schools caught in drive-by culture wars.

We’re sick of the floods, we’re sick of the flames,

And we’re sick of Dogecoin, and Qatari planes.

You can leave Greenland to the Innu and Danes,

And leave the gaslighting out of Press Office claims.

You can let mom and pop run their corner store,

You can leave their daughter free to study some more,

But stop telling lies about gangs you abhor,

And farming out our justice to El Salvador!

Chorus (2x)

Verse 2

Don’t want our livelihoods determined by bids

With billion-dollar minimums and faces all hid.

Don’t want payment schemes that strangle our kids,

Enduring all the facts that flow from acts that we did.

We’re sick of the heat, and we’re sick of the rain,

We’re sick of buying luxuries to cover your pain,

We’re tired of blank smiles as you try to explain

Why the cruelty and hatred really can’t be a stain,

‘Cause you could help people breathe, help to get kids well,

You could keep AIDS from spreading, you could help NASA tell

Where the next storm is headed, you could help break the spell

Of the wicked conspiracy stories some tell.

Bridge