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Ahem...

* sung to the tune of Folsom Prison Blues *

Here comes the election; Its a coming up real soon
And all the politicians, they will promise you the moon
Some lie out of habit, some lie just for fun
They break out those golden shovels, send it by the ton

When I was just a baby, my Momma told me, kid
Learn from my mistakes, son, dont do the things I did
I voted for that bastard, thanks to a hanging chad
But I never could have guessed things could get so bad

Some rich folks they are throwing some big old fancy bash
Treading on the sainted name of the late great Johnny Cash
Who stood up to injustice, spoke for prisoners and the poor
But they took his convictions, threw them out the door

They don't give a damn about the likes of you and me
They never want for nothing; they vote for the GOP
Lets send those liars packing, well take our country back
If you need inspiration, weve got the man in black....