Thursday, September 20, 2012

47% [rap by my dad]

My dad is the coolest. He sends me emails regularly, and writes articles and little bits of genius which I think deserve to be published, which is why you sometimes see a [guest post] from him on this blog. I'm proud of my dad, if you can tell.

His ears are probably itching right now.

 This morning I found in my inbox this little rap my dad wrote, and I think it's fabulous. The subject is Mitt Romney and his disparaging comments about what he really thinks of half of the country (directly from his lips in the David Corn video, have you seen it? if not you can watch it here)

 Listen, I know Obama is not perfect, and neither of the Democrats. A lot of them are only in politics for their own selfish reasons.

However, I will say that one party is a whole lot worse, and if Obama loses this election we will all be paying for it. Unless you're a billionaire with funds stashed away in sundry islands. If that's the case, you'll probably be jumping for joy if Slick Willard wins, but honestly I don't think you'd be reading The Sez if that description fits you.

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 Dad wants to me to record it. I'm down. I might tweak it a little bit, and I'd be pleased as punch if anyone else would like to spit on it. Lemme know. 47% of Americans may not pay income tax, but everyone who works pays a payroll tax. This whole income tax argument is BS, and more of us need to call these jerks out on it.

Forty-seven-percent 
That's amost HALF 
Vote for Willard Romney? 
(Don't make me laugh) 


He resents the poor 

Think they the trash 
Spends his nights tryin' 
To rake in mo' cash 


To buy his way 

(And the USA) 
Cause Corporate Welfare's 
For Sale today! 


We gotta stop Willard 

Afore he steal the show 
So either Vote for Barack Obama 
Or Romney's Mind Control 


Forty-seven-percent 

(Where they future went?) 
Forty-seven-percent 
Can barely pay they rent 


Forty-seven-percent 

Of folks today 
Don't pay no taxes 
Cause they earn no pay 


They either outta work 

Or sick, or old 
Or all the above 
(They just don't have the gold) 


But the one-percent 

(That's those on top) 
Do all the Benjy snatchin' 
And they just can't stop 


They the Greedy. 

We the Needy. 


They the Greedy. 

We the Needy. 


We were the 99 

(Now we're the 47?) 
It's like we been marked down 
Yesterday's manna from heaven 


In the discount rack or 

In a dumpster out back 
It's all the same to Mitt 
If you white or black 


You just a number to him 

A figure on his slate 
Your job's goin' to China 
And you standin' at the gate 


He the worst they is 

He ain't got no soul 
No brain, just a grin 
(Romney a real A-hole) 


We gotta stop this liar 

Afore he steal the show 
So either Vote for Obama 
Or Mind Control 

We the Needy. 
They the Greedy. 


We the Needy. 

They the Greedy. 


We the forty-seven-percent.

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