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  • Brainwashed Dad
    He gets his news from a crazy Fox
    And the nuts on the internet
    But talk radio's his drug of choice
    With coffee and a cigarette
    He was a real good dad, very gentle
    A loving man, politically central
    But driving alone in his car
    Bringing home bacon from afar
    He fell for the shtick on the AM dial
    Got sicker and sicker with every mile
    The right-wing machine washed his mind
    Washed it clean, tapped his spine
    They stole the father we're trying to find
    Dad could see but now he's blind
    Driving alone in his car
    Bringing home bacon from afar
    He fell for the shtick on the AM dial
    Got sicker and sicker with every mile
    He once was found but now he's lost
    How sweet the sound of radio exhaust
    The right-wing machine washed his mind
    Dad could see but now he's blind
    The right-wing machine washed his mind
    Dad could see but now he's blind
    Daddy please come back
    Daddy please come back to us
    Brainwashed Dad (Amazing Grace in Reverse)
    3 min
  • I Once Believed - Lopker Protest Song
    See also the remastered YouTube song/video. I Once Believed. LYRICS:
    I once believed in the US of A, with liberty and justice for all,
    or at least for most, and that’s pretty close
    but the number is starting to fall.
    I once believed a president, who promised to bring change,
    He spoke rather well, but from what I can tell
    he loves Wall Street more than Main.
    I once believed a preacher, he told me to tithe ten percent
    so I gave him eleven, for my ticket to heaven
    now I just can’t forget to repent.
    [CHORUS]
    Now I hold just one thing true
    I believe in me and you
    I dream of humanity
    singing silent harmony
    I once believed in mermaids, Santa Claus, and the Easter Bunny
    then I got wise, to all of them lies
    except for the tooth fairy’s money.
    I once believed the chimpanzees on the AM radio waves
    I listened too long, and I got it all wrong
    it aint truth, but ratings they crave.
    I once believed my cable news was totally balanced and fair,
    they sounded so certain, but behind the curtain
    lies the wizard of doctrinaires.
    [CHORUS]
    I once believed God made a mistake in creating all the gay
    Then I friended some queers, and now hold them dear
    And welcome them to the buffet.
    I once believed a patriot, he was one of the chosen few,
    who fly the same flag, and proudly brag,
    that we are better than you.
    I once believed a general, crossing a crumbling bridge,
    the gas main was leaking, as he was speaking,
    of a new enemy coming over the ridge.
    Now I hold just one thing true
    I believe in me and you
    I dream of humanity
    singing silent harmony
    I dream of you and me
    singing silent harmony
    Copyright John Lopker 2012-2017. All Rights Reserved.
    Popular USA Majority #PopUSA
    4 min
  • TrumpCare Cluster Duck
    He said he'd take care of everybody
    But he meant just the 1 percent
    He's screwing you and me
    And that's no accident
    It's a tax cut for the wealthy
    While we eat beans and rice
    It's a health cut for you and me
    While our premiums rise and rise
    I don't like to swear
    But the Trump scam really sucks
    It's a TrumpCare nightmare
    It's a TrumpCare Cluster Duck
    He said it would be so beautiful
    Everybody would be covered
    He said it would be terrific
    But everybody wondered
    How could he be so sure
    When just one week before
    He confessed he had no cure
    For the complicated healthcare war
    I don't like to swear
    But the Trump scam really sucks
    It's a TrumpCare Nightmare
    It's a TrumpCare Cluster Duck
    The rich get richer
    The poor get sicker
    That's the Republican plan
    The freedom to die quicker
    That's the TrumpCare scam
    I don't like to swear
    But the Trump scam really sucks
    It's a TrumpCare nightmare
    It's a TrumpCare Cluster Duck
    It's a TrumpCare Cluster Duck
    3 min
  • Crooked Putin Clown
    Nice to meet you Mr. Putin
    Can I offer you a coke?
    Only costs only ten million
    Please pardon my bad joke
    Mr. Sessions, Donald Junior
    Jared Kushner and Ivanka
    Is Russia is just a rumor
    Like gambling in Casablanca
    Shut it down
    Shut it down
    Save the USA
    Save the USA
    From that Crooked Putin Clown
    Nice to meet you Mr. Manafort
    Can I offer you a drink?
    I got good Russian vodka
    Or Jack Daniels on the sink
    I remember you and Michael Flynn
    You too Tillerson
    We met once at The Kremlin
    That night was so much fun
    Shut it down
    Shut it down
    Save the USA
    Save the USA
    From that Crooked Putin Clown
    Nice to meet you Roger Stone
    And your comrade Carter Page
    Americans want to know
    How you earned your Russian wage
    The FBI is closing in
    But you still have some time
    To hire some protection
    If you need it down the line
    Shut it down
    Shut it down
    Save the USA
    Save the USA
    From that Crooked Putin Clown
    Shut it down
    Shut it down
    Save the USA
    Save the USA
    From that Crooked Putin Clown
    3 min
  • Star Wars Saloon
    A patriot, a zealot, a bigot and a fool
    Walk into a bar and sit on a stool
    Everybody knows there'll be trouble soon
    The boys are back at the Star Wars Saloon
    The patriot whispers "Give me a shot!"
    The zealot cries "Your god is not!"
    The bigot screams "I'm right! You're wrong!"
    The fool says "Can't we all just get along?"
    The bartender looks a little annoyed
    Tells D'an and his band to play Pink Floyd
    They rock that tune Dark Side Of The Moon
    It's Happy Hour at the Star Wars Saloon
    The patriot sings his national anthem
    "We are us and they are them"
    The zealot quotes from his holy book
    "They are bad and we are good"
    The bigot recites his manifesto
    "We are better than other people"
    The fool cheers for his hometown team
    And nobody agrees on one damn thing
    Maybe one day, maybe someday soon
    We'll find a friend at the Star Wars Saloon
    Another country, creed, and color
    Love each other like sister and brother
    Maybe one day, maybe someday soon
    We'll all hang out at the Star Wars Saloon
    Maybe one day, maybe someday soon
    We'll all hang out at the Star Wars Saloon
    4 min
  • Kellyanne Careful
    Kellyanne Kellyanne
    Careful what you say
    Don't tell them who we are
    Don't mention KKK
    Don't talk about Steve Bannon
    Just nod your head and smile
    Steve's our great white stallion
    They'll find out in a while
    Yeah they'll find out in a while
    Civil rights went out of style
    Hate and fear now rule this Land
    They'll find out in a while Kellyanne
    Kelly Kelly Kelly Kellyanne
    Kellyanne Kellyanne
    Careful what you say
    Don't mention our intention
    They might feel betrayed
    Don't talk about the middle class
    Just nod your head and smile
    Don't say we're kissing Wall Street ass
    They'll find out in a while
    Yeah they'll find out in a while
    Democracy is out of style
    That autocrat now rules this land
    They'll find out in a while Kellyanne
    Kelly Kelly Kelly Kellyanne
    Kellyanne Kellyanne
    Careful what you say
    Sold our soul to Lucifer
    Now we make them pray
    When they ask about abortion
    Just nod your head and smile
    Don't mention their misfortune
    They'll find out in a while
    Yeah they'll find out in a while
    Their bible is out of style
    Mephistopheles now rules this land
    They'll find out in a while Kellyanne
    Kelly Kelly Kelly Kellyanne
    Kelly Kelly Kelly Kellyanne
    Kelly Kelly Kelly Kellyanne
    3 min
  • Photo Booth
    Photo booth take a picture of me
    I'm a young man of 23
    Take one when I laugh
    Take one when I cry
    Take one for the half a man am I
    It's early morning the world is mine
    American Dreams and warm sunshine
    Photo booth take a picture of me
    I'm a middle aged guy of 43
    Got an OK job, an OK wife
    I'm working for Bob it's an OK life
    I'm searching for my American Dream
    Eating beans and rice
    Drinking good old Jim Beam
    Photo booth take a picture of me
    I'm slowing down at 63
    Sitting on my porch when the sun goes down
    I see younger people all around
    They don't see me but I see them
    I fall asleep at 9PM
    Photo booth take a picture of me
    This old man of 83
    Little by little I disappear
    The midnight hour is almost here
    I'm staring into my TV screen
    Rocking my chair and my American Dream
    Take one when I laugh
    Take one when I cry
    Take one more before I die
    3 min
  • Pat Tillman Song: Truth is the first casualty of war.
    The truth will always be the first causality of war
    they'll look you in the eye N stick the facts in a drawer
    They'll tell how much your soldier was adored
    then fold another flag as you wonder "what for?"
    Patrick Tillman, Patrick Tillmam
    joined the Army with his brother Kevin
    they joined to protect us from another 911
    those two Army Rangers learned to shoot N kill
    fighting in Afghanistan where Pat died up on that hill
    Pow! Pow! Pow! Pat Tillman's f-n dead
    Killed by friendly fire but that's not what they said
    They made Pat a poster boy for innocent recruits
    trading Chinese sneakers for U.S. Army boots
    Patrick Tillman, Patrick Tillmam
    Cut down by friendly fire in the prime of his youth
    but fratricide don't sound so good so they hid the ugly truth
    Pentagon public relations: old men on rockin' horses
    protecting the image of the United States Armed Forces
    Pow! Pow! Pow! Pat Tillman's f-n dead
    Killed by friendly fire but that's not what they said
    They made Pat a poster boy for newbie recruits
    trading virgin T-shirts for bloody khaki suits
    They burned Pat's uniform and burned his body armor
    they even burned the notebook of the man they claimed to honor
    The truth will always be the first causality of war
    they'll look you in the eye N stick the facts in a drawer
    They'll tell how much your soldier was adored
    then fold another flag as you wonder "what for?"
    Pat Tillman: Truth is the First Causality of War
    Copyright 2015 John Lopker. All Rights Reserved.
    5 min
  • Sores Of War
    When I see the Sores of War
    Flying high up in the sky
    On the license plate of your car
    And tattooed on your thigh
    I wonder sometimes
    Yeah I wonder why
    When I see that Stainless Banner
    Nailed so neatly to your wall
    I try to feel no anger
    But it's hard to feel so small
    And I say to myself
    What's wrong with us all?
    When I see a rebel flag
    Painted proudly on your face
    I wish we all had a tail to wag
    Maybe then we'd be one race
    And I pray sometimes
    For that old Amazing Grace
    Some say it's a sign of southern pride
    A symbol of our history
    Well, maybe so, if you were on that side
    Fighting for that mystery
    Some say it's a flag of bravery
    But that's not what it's about
    There was a thing called slavery
    And that thing was thrown out
    Now it's time to do the same
    With the flag you love so dearly
    You probably don't know my name
    So I'll just sign this song
    Sincerely
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
    3 min
  • Your Comfort Lies | Comfort Women
    Your Comfort Lies | Comfort Women Song
    By John Lopker. Copyright 2014. All Rights Reserved. LYRICS:
    Look into her eyes
    Bow your head in shame
    Don’t you dare deny
    Or tell me I'm to blame
    You can't hide behind your country
    Or blame it on your war
    You can’t blot it from your memory
    Or drink it out the door
    Bow your head low
    Discard your old disguise
    Atone, young man, before you go
    That’s where your comfort lies
    Look into the mirror
    And tell me what you see
    An old man of good cheer
    Or a soldier for slavery
    You can't hide behind your colors
    Or blame it on anyone
    You can only help uncover
    The crimes of the Rising Sun
    Bow your head low
    Hold your hand up high
    Atone, young man, before you go
    That’s where your comfort lies
    Will you tell the truth?
    Will you apologize?
    Will you feel the pain of my youth
    When you look into my eyes?
    Bow your head low
    Hear the howling cries
    Atone, young man, before you go
    That’s where your comfort lies
    Atone, young man, before you go
    That’s where your comfort lies
    3 min

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