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Thursday, September 2, 2010

Barack’s Candy Mountain (sung to Big Rock Candy Mountain)

One evening as the sun went down and the American Dream was burning,
Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said boys I'm not turning.
I'm headin for a land not so far away beside the Scandal Fountains.
So come with me, we'll go and see Barack’s Candy Mountains

In Barack’s Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes and you step out every night,
Where the TEA Parties are all empty and the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees and the marijuana trees,
Where the lemonade springs where Common sings
In Barack’s Candy Mountains.

In Barack’s Candy Mountains the people have no guns,
But the Mexican bandits do ‘cause Holder sold them some.
The ambassador in Libya was killed because of a video.
Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow,
’Cause Al Gore says that Global Warming is so
In Barack’s Candy Mountains

In Barack’s Candy Mountains all support the liberal press,
otherwise our phones are tapped and we’re audited by the IRS.
The conservatives have to tip their hats and the talk show hosts are mute.
Where illegal immigrants play and the abortionists slay,
You can find them all at the gay wedding ball
In Barack’s Candy Mountains.

In Barack’s Candy Mountains the doctors all are free,
And you may keep your health plan—any one you please.
There ain't no nuclear power plants, no oil, gas, or coal.
I'm a goin’ to stay where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk that invented work
In Barack’s Candy Mountains.

I'll see you all next election fall to bring down Barack’s Candy Mountains.

Copyright 2010, Trevor Grant Thomas

At the Intersection of Politics, Science, Faith, and Reason.
Trevor and his wife Michelle are the authors of: Debt Free Living in a Debt Filled World

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