{"article":{"id":20730,"heading":"Uncle Sam's Kazoo","author":"Loren Franklin","created":"2002-10-27 12:57:18","modified":"2002-10-27 12:57:18","last_modified":"Sun, 27 Oct 2002 19:57:18","article":"<p>Uncle Sam's Kazoo <br><br> I can't breath I can't breath <br>  <br> I'm down on my knees <br>  <br> Uncle Sam sold the air <br>  <br> to the Japanese <br>  <br> now if you're gonna breath <br>  <br> you're gonna pay <br>  <br> and it'll cost you all <br>  <br> about a dollar a day <br>  <br> I used to think Uncle Sam <br>  <br> was a real swell guy <br>  <br> 'till he knifed me in the back <br>  <br> stuck me in the eye <br>  <br> and so it's hide your children <br>  <br> the White House is on it's way <br><br> Johnny can't read <br>  <br> I'm wonderin' why <br>  <br> who needs the ABC's <br>  <br> we got the FBI <br>  <br> we got the ATF <br>  <br> we got the CIA <br>  <br> we got the NSA <br>  <br> we got the DEA <br>  <br> I used to think Uncle Sam <br>  <br> was this real swell Joe <br>  <br> now I ain't sure <br>  <br> now I don't know <br>  <br> and so it's hide your children <br>  <br> the Bush klan is on their way <br><br> Bang bang mama <br>  <br> here comes the heat <br>  <br> that's your little Johnny <br>  <br> lyin' dead in the street <br>  <br> what's his crime <br>  <br> hey that's easy to say <br>  <br> he was born a poor black child <br>  <br> in east LA <br>  <br> I used to think Uncle Sam <br>  <br> had a little soul  <br>  <br> but poor kids can't eat <br>  <br> from an empty bowl <br>  <br> and now it's hide your children <br>  <br> Wall Street is on it's way <br><br> Dirty cop dirty cop <br>  <br> he's after me <br>  <br> so full of hate <br>  <br> that man can't see <br>  <br> right wing left wing <br>  <br> I'm askin' why <br>  <br> you're puttin' feathers on a bird <br>  <br> that won't never fly <br>  <br> I used to think Uncle Sam <br>  <br> was this real slick dude <br>  <br> 'till I caught him turnin' tricks <br>  <br> I saw him in the nude <br>  <br> and now it's hide your children <br>  <br> the Pentagon is on it's way <br><br> Republican preacher man <br>  <br> Democrat <br>  <br> ain't got a clue <br>  <br> about where it's at <br>  <br> don't trust 'em people <br>  <br> I'm tellin' you why <br>  <br> if his mouth is open <br>  <br> then he's tellin' a lie <br>  <br> I used to think Uncle Sam <br>  <br> was on my side <br>  <br> 'till he took my brother to Nam <br>  <br> where my brother died <br>  <br> and now it's hide your children <br>  <br> the war machine is on it's way <br><br>  <br><br> Copyright 2002 Loren Franklin  -post it where you can- <br>  <br> <\/p>\n","contact":"","link":"","address":"","phone":"","parent_id":0,"mime_type":"text\/plain","summary":"Poem","numcomment":0,"fileurl":"\/uploads\/","filesize":null,"article_url":"\/news\/2002\/10\/20730.php"},"attachments":[],"comments":[]}