Dollar Bill Refugee

 Dollar Bill Refugee

 

Tent city we’re living under the highway

The well to do wish we’d just go away

If Jesus was on Earth he’d kick back down here

Instead we’re fed with looks of fear

 

I’m a dollar bill refugee

The landlord put one over on me

A victim of the economy

I’m a dollar bill refugee

 

At the mission house you get a hot meal

A full belly and a prayer what a deal

God in His great wisdom puts you through a test

All of us poor we’re doubly blessed

 

I’m a dollar bill refugee

The landlord put one over on me

A victim of the economy

I’m a dollar bill refugee

 

And poetry my friend won’t pay the rent

While John’s in the city crying repent

Whispers of revolution vibrate in the air

As billionaires laugh without care

 

I’m a dollar bill refugee

The landlord put one over on me

A victim of the economy

I’m a dollar bill refugee

 

Bombs are falling made in the U.S.A.

More death and taxes coming your way

All our young march with a gun in their hand

Zombie apocalypse legions of the damned

 

The American dream oppression of the poor

Jails overflowing we’re ever knowing war

It’s only business so don’t take it to heart

Hustling bustling now do your part

 

I’m a dollar bill refugee

The landlord put one over on me

A victim of the economy

I’m a dollar bill refugee

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

Naked Under The Stars

 Naked Under The Stars

 

Blonde curls sporting cherry twirls

He said you’re one of the cutest girls

Do you dance do you romance

If I asked, would you give me a chance?

 

Naked under the stars

Long before the glory of electric guitars

An acoustic dream playing the bars

Naked under the stars

 

Shy and slow you hear him mumble

Unsure he wants to flee he stumbles

The smile on her face brings him glee

Maybe she’s the one the one for me

 

Naked under the stars

Long before the glory of electric guitars

An acoustic dream playing the bars

Naked under the stars

 

She gives a silly sigh creating a lie

The past is something never to die

He seems pure but she’s not sure

This is a place a race she’s run before

 

Naked under the stars

Long before the glory of electric guitars

An acoustic dream playing the bars

Naked under the stars

 

She was a lady in the House of the Rising Sun

She was a lady and she sure had her fun

She was a lady and now she’s on the run

She was a lady in the House of the Rising Sun

 

She knows the moves she knows them well

He likes her likes her hard she can tell

Dreams they are precious for the keeping

And dreams they are only for the sleeping

 

Naked under the stars

Long before the glory of electric guitars

An acoustic dream playing the bars

Naked under the stars

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

"Women" by Marisa Sykes - Contest

Women

by Marisa Sykes

Sweet, dainty, itty and bitty.

Stand there, say nothing, and only look pretty.

Stay home and cook

And focus on how you look.

We can now choose the President, though still a man

To be seen as ‘stronger’ is deep in our plan.

Now we’re strong and can almost fly

But we should still stay quiet and never defy.

They expect us to be gorgeous and to have pretty faces

But still somehow we should “stay in our places”

We hold our marches and scream out our names

As the world now sees us and catches our flames.

I do the same job but get lower pay

But still each one of us is paving the way.

We are now getting our well earned respect

And each day we stand to reflect

On the strong women who powered through.

Until the day we start anew.