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2 In the Morning

It's 2 in the morning

The silence is heavy

Most folks are sleeping

But i can't find the bed

My dreams are all empty

My friends feel like strangers

My minds off it's axis

So i'm smoking instead

The world's got me pacing

and anxious again

And doubts built a permanent

place in my head

I don't feel time

the way i used to feel it

It used to be on my side

now it just wants me dead

Was it something i said

was it something I did ?

I could go to bed knowing

That time was my friend

But it ain't so i can't

I light another

It's getting colder and

snows on on its way

Its 2 in the morning

Im in bind Its like im working the night

shift at a job that aint mine

My spirit's been kicked out

It no longer shines

I keep losing memories

Like some keys you can't find

The world's got me pacing and

anxious again

I fear it's a permanent

place that im in

I don't feel time

the way i used to feel it

It used to be on my side

now it just wants me dead

Was it something i said

was it something i did

I could go to bed knowing

I Took All the Pictures Down

I took all the pictures down

dust like shadows hanging around

What used to be here can't be found

Like every time before

Dreams begin, like they do

You live in hope until it's through

Grieving every piece you lose

Till it's all out the door

You move away you start again

You light another fire within

You lean on love

when Making sense

Makes you feel like you're a bore

You make a bet

You make a wish

You gather up your confidence

You live inside it like a fence

Cuz you never can be sure

We do this time and time again

Till we cant anymore

Like breathing or like the constant waves

Crashing on a shore

We pack the things

we learned the most

Let em haunt us like a ghost

Just in case, we keep em close

If trouble comes around again

It's funny what we choose to keep

Fear and love they both run deep

You end up sowing what we reap

Some cycles never end

We do this time and time again

Till we can't any more

Like waves upon the shore

or laughing till we’re sore

Like poverty and war

Like riding till the wheels fall off

& Screaming out for more

Like every time from here on out

& Every time before

The things we chase

Are all the same

But sometimes go

By different names

The impulse to fan the flames

Of that roaring fire within

So I took all the pictures down

Dust like shadows hanging around

What used to be here can't be found

it's time to start again

Who Could Ask For More

I wanna be happy she said

I don't wanna feel like I wanna be dead

anymore

everytime I put that feeling to bed

It wakes up and crawls in my head

Like a jingle from when I was a kid

It's useless so I try to forget

Wanna lose it but I'm singin' instead

Same as before

I wish there was something I could do

I tell her I struggle with some of that too

We smoke a little more

the candle dances througn the room

I ask her what she really wants to do

She said I just wanna know that grew

I wanna make damn sure that I grew

That I'm always learning something

Who could ask for more

We let the idea

Sink to the bottom of our glasses

I sit & I think

All about the funny way time passes

The past played back to me in flashes

Lessons learned in chain reactions

Just high enough to find the patterns

And happy to explore

Let's go get something to eat

All the sudden hunger hits us

And we jump to our feet

We skurry out the door and into the street

the lights shining down on the concrete

The black top reflecting an impressionist

scene

We go running through the puddles

Like two pups in a stream

Growing together like a fence and a tree

Like two people in love can sometimes be

Like a coupla people in love can sometimes

be

The only question coming to me

Is who could ask for more

Signs Of Life

My neighbor's digging a hole

In his front yard

That suckers 15 ft deep

And when I can't sleep

I think about the things that he finds

Bottles & trinkets, little pieces that shine

Some days I wish his life was mine

I think I'll go for a walk

Or maybe I'll go fishing we'll see

Try and find someone to talk too

About all this joy & all this misery

Shooting beer cans we emptied

Skipping rocks, sipping wine

Looks like ive got one on the line

Maybe I'm doing alright

It's so hard to tell what's true sometimes

Maybe I'm doing alright

Out here searching for signs of life

V3

I'm gonna take me a bus

Out to the museum of art

And eat just enough mushrooms

To have my mind blown apart

Follow the crooked streets

All the way home

Talk to strangers & bury my phone

Maybe I'm doing alright

It's so hard to tell what's true sometimes

Maybe I'm doing alright

Out here searching for signs of life

And if I get tired of looking

I hope I don't stay tired too long

Everybody needs a fire to cook in

If youre gonna stay hungry

As the day is long

Maybe I'm doing alright

It's so hard to tell what's true sometimes

Maybe I'm doing alright

Out here searching for signs of life

No Other way

I hardly write sad songs

In minor keys

Well sure, I feel sad

But i’m happy to be

Cuz sad folks like you and like me

Can see

A whole other layer beneath

Time’s in no hurry

Time aint no thief

It gives itself away

Like a dog in heat

Like two romantic poets

On a dimly lit street

It flows on and on like a river

And this breaks my heart

And fills it

More than a few times a day

Now my heart’s in thousands of pieces

But for sad folks like us

There aint no other way

Ive spent my life searching

For peace of mind

Well the more you go lookin

The more pieces you find

And some people’s peace

Looks like some people’s bind

I ache for the solving of mysteries

Drunk on the details and the histories

This breaks my heart

And fills it

More than a few times a day

Now my heart’s in thousands of pieces

But for seekers like us

There aint no other way

What’s true, what’s honest

What’s really real ?

Questions that keep us

Turning the wheel

Somewhere between what we know

And the way that we feel

We can see for what seems like forever

But its rare when it all comes together

And this breaks my heart

And fills it

More than a few times a day

Now my heart’s in thousands of pieces

But for the curious kind

There aint no other way

Drifting Around The Ocean

Did the dream die

I could feel the shifting tide

Did the dream die

Or is it only hiding

And if it's really gone

then who the hell am i

I don't know, I don't know

Drifting around the ocean

I don't know I don't know

drifting around on the ocean

I sold all the tools

I ever owned

I used them to build

A world that was mine

I was offered no jewels

For the work I’ve known

Just the trace of memories

in the back of my mind

So it goes so it goes

Drifting around on the ocean

So it goes so it goes

I'm drifting around the ocean

There's a calm breeze blowing

The sun is dancing on the water

I can see where I've been

but not where I am going

Then I slowly start to hear

Those melodies again

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive ?

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive

Manifest destiny sounds alot like genocide

Living in the land of salemen and pride

Where illusions and delusions of the past

Are just a dollar

And the truth will cost so much that youll

Kick and scream and holler

Stronger folks than you and me have tried

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive

Everything and everyones for sale here

All the time

And you aint worth a nickel if you cant

Steal somebody’s dime

Where jesus christ protects us all

But you have to stand in line

While the wealthy choose who is and aint

Allowed to board the ride

And the misdeeds of our past keep

Washing up here with th tide

Stronger folks than you and me have tried

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive

There are more guns out here than people

Its a wonder we’ve survived

Living in the land where all these bullets fly

Where you can get shot at the movies

At the grocery at the mall

But we love our guns so much that

Not a thing changes at all

Stronger folks than you and me have tried

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive

We fund the bombs that drop on folks

In some parts of this world

But to relieve the people’s suffering

We never can afford

Its just kill and kill and kill

And if you ask hey whats all this for

They’ll paint you like you don’t love your

country anymore

Stronger folks than you and me have tried

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive

Whats the point of carrying on

When all your dreams have died

Im sick and im tired lets call it quits

At least we can say we tried

To find a way out of this fantasy

This web of lies

And it feels so bad when its all youve had

You finally opened up your eyes

Stronger folks than you and me have tried

Will we ever make it out of heaven alive

From The Early Days

Grackles in the back yard

eating the bugs

While the smoke rolls in from Canada

Huffing and puffing

up and down these hills

More than I usually would

Coming to you from the early days

The worst is coming and it

don't look good

It's profits over people

Everywhere you look

A catastrophic end

To this predictable book

But down here near the bottom

All that's trickling down

Are droughts, floods

And the Forests in flames

Coming to you from the early days

Where a few have taken everything

Just wait till the great migrations start

All this othering were doing's

gonna tear us apart

While the men at the top

Pile up the money to run

It's a shame what we've done

Lonely 21st Century

Seems everybody's

lookin' for any way

To get high

Take em out of the day day

Till their reality’s a lie

Dying for a thrill

Choking down the pills

While They steal all our information

Just to market us the newest

way to feel alive

We're turning into commercials

in disguise

Influencers selling garbage

Just to get some piece of some pie

Turn on the camera

Say the lines

Play the part & you won't have worry about

A spark lighting up your mind

Cuz It's so hard to know who to believe

When everybody's

selling everybody something

Starring endlessly into our screens

Its the blind leading the blind

It's so hard to know who to believe

When everybody's

selling everybody something

I didnt know this is how it would be

In the lonely 21st century

Connected isolation

Passing pain back and forth

We get from feeling alone

While this fictional creation

Stretches over everything

Weve ever known

Seems everybody’s

Looking for any way

To get by

Connections everywhere

Fractured and frayed

So it aint no wonder why

Crooked politicians

Snake oil salesmen too

Are coming up with

Every terrible way

To fill that hole for you

And they dont care

If its true

Be careful or youll

Start doing what they do

Cuz It's so hard to know who to believe

When everybody's

selling everybody something

Starring endlessly into our screens

Its the blind leading the blind

It's so hard to know who to believe

When everybody's

selling everybody something

I didnt know this is how it would be

In the lonely 21st century

Living Lean

The weed eaters humming

Along to the sound

Of the voices from the people

On the street below

And I can see for miles

From my place on the hill

Someone's smoking a pork shoulder slow

Folks are working on their houses

All around us

The faint sound of nail guns

And saws in the air

Just a piece at a time

When they can afford it

We’re doin the same thing downstairs

Living lean

Pushing on some kinda dream

Cautiously hoping it's picking up steam

Little smoke rings filling the air

Living lean

Pushing on some kinda dream

Surrounded by people

who know what it means

to try and win the pot while holding a pair

the row house shimmer

Like rainbows in the sun

The gardens are blooming

while the birds sing their song

An old woman smiles

And the trees wont stand still

The kids are out, the days are long

There's some magic

A spark, a little light in the dark

When people are given

the chance to become

What a wonderfully beautiful real work of art

To truly feel like you belong

Living lean

Pushing on some kinda dream

Cautiously hoping it's picking up steam

Little smoke rings filling the air

Living lean

Pushing on some kinda dream

Surrounded by people

who know what it means

to try and win the pot while holding a pair

A Funny Place To Find Yourself

I can never think of the first line

It always hides away like its afraid of me

Just when i think man you got it this time

The idea splits into a million possibilities

Like...

Im sitting in this house

that i love dearly

Not because it’s mine

though it is a part of me

Im high on homemade cookies

from the last show

Thinking everytime I'm in this house

I can feel how much i've grown

The road’s a funny to find yourself

Strangers quickly go

From being strangers right to friends

The road’s a funny place to find yourself

Thankful to everyone who ever let us in

Gather everybody in the living room

Play your songs for people really listening

Stay up half the night

Watching new friendships bloom

Learning all about how folks

Are living everywhere

Get some sleep

Then, it’s off to the next town

Listening to philosophers

Philosophize away

Let it all sink in and then

Go another round

When i get back home

I try my best to

Write down what they say

The road’s a funny place to find yourself

The more you learn about the others

You find what’s deep inside you, too

The road’s a funny place to find yourself

And i can’t think of anything

More interesting to do

How and where you spend your time

Means so much its true

The way that i’ve been spending mine

Is all i wanna do

The only way we get to do it

Is because of all of you

The road’s a funny to find yourself

Strangers quickly go

From being strangers right to friends

The road’s a funny place to find yourself

Thankful to everyone who ever let us in

Still Growing Today

I learned to build fires

In a pot belly stove

Neighbors used to burn tires

At the end of the road

I spent lots of my time

In the woods on my own

Playin' like I was surviving

To far from town

To always hang around with my friends

I learned to shoot guns

And frame houses

Dad taught me well

And that lasted a spell

Till I got a car & I started driving

I drove and I drove

I'm still driving today

I feel like the same kid In so many ways

But the further I get

The more some pieces fade

Like the white on a baseball

Like the passing parade

Wood for the winter

Deer meat in the freezer

Rage in my parents’ guts

No gauges no meters

They’d do almost anything

For someone who needed

Came to believe

Isolation means freedom

Trust like a dog left for dead

I learned so much from the things that they

said

Farm roads and potholes

Barn swings and trailers

Summers in long sleeves

Chasing the bailer

Exploring the line

Between success and failure

The two keep switching sides in my head

I've grown, I've grown

And I'm still growing today

I feel like that same kid

I'm so many ways

But the further you get

The more some pieces fade

Like the white on a baseball

Like the passing parade

Id Rather Have Some

Howl at the moon

Ideas shine like fire

in the night sky

Suns coming soon

To hide every trace of that

sparkling light

Cuz time sure does a number

Laughing & crying

Always wrapped in

the arms on the wall

Till you cross the line

And you're buried under

But I'd rather have some

Than nothing at all

Love till you can't

Sometimes that love lasts you

a lifetime

Sometimes it ends

Goes belly up

leaving you wondering why

Cuz time sure does a number

Laughing & crying

Always wrapped in

the arms on the wall

Till you cross the line

And you're buried under

But I'd rather have some

Than nothing at all

The stories we've told

Grown into the fabric of our lives

Till those stories get old

Buckled under the weight

of all our lies

No use trying to hold

Onto to nothing it won't last

that's alright

It all comes and goes

The shadows of what was

slip out of sight

Cuz time sure does a number

Laughing & crying

Always wrapped in

the arms on the wall

Till you cross the line

And you're buried under

But I'd rather have some

Than nothing at all

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All songs written by Kaston Guffey

Recorded by My Politic

Short-Sighted People In Power 

Standard Tuning  

Intro G D G

G                    D              G           

Short-sighted people in power

            C              G    

They’re killing us quick

           G                  D      D7 

By the day by the hour 

           Em                       G

While they stack up their profits

G            C  

It’s never enough 

    Em                      D

But we’re the ones left here 

    C               Em

To clean it all up 

         G                D              G

And the NRA’s pulling the trigger 

 C                        G 

The body counts’ growing 

G                   D        D7

Bigger and bigger 

          Em                         G        

While they stack up their profits 

G              C

Its never enough 

Em                   D 

We’re down on our knees 

C                 Em                 G   C    G 

Cleaning up blood   

G                            D                 G 

And the fossil fuel’s fueling the fires

C                          G 

The temperature’s rising 

G                           D         D7

We’re down to the wire 

          Em                        G 

While they stack up their profits

G             C 

It’s never enough

   Em                  D  

We’re the ones drowning 

C                  Em          G     C     G 

And burning up 


G                              D                G 

and the drug companies selling us poison

               C                      G  

Turned a whole generation 

G                         D        D7

Into addicts, for what?

                      Em                 G

So they could stack up their profits 

G             C 

It’s never enough 

     Em               D

We can’t afford rehab

C                    Em  

So we just lock em up. 

 G                                    D               G 

Damn these short-sighted people in power

              C             G                 G                D         D7 

We can’t let em divide us from their ivory tower 

    Em                   G                G            C 

We must come together, say enough is enough

               Em                 D                C                  Em 

It’s gonna take every one of us to get what we want

          Em                  D                 c                  G  

Yeah it’ll take every one of us to get what we want

G                                    D                G  

From these short-sighted people in power 

 

The Wrong Side 

Tuned A Half Step Down 

Verse 1 

G                

Brown Kids in Cages

Black Bodies on The Ground 

Am               

Women With old men’s Hands 

C

Covering their mouths

While the white folks in the red hats 

 G 

Are cheering 

F

Their kids are overdosing 

         D

And the truth is dissappearing 

G                                     C      D 

Fuck the president fuck the Gop 

G                                                        C            D 

Fuck the folks at fox news Spreading lies on t.v

G                                                             C                D 

And fuck you for getting us into this And refusing to see 

           G                  C                 D                                D              

It aint both sides, its one side Its your side and its the wrong side 

G   C  D 

Verse 2

G   

California’s burning

C

Puerto Rico’s still a mess 

Am

The saudi’s are killing journalists 

                                   C

The white house does PR for the prince 

F

While the white folks in the red hats 

G

are blinded 

F

By the hate they have for a caravan 

                             D

full of women and children Fleeing violence

Repeat Chorus 1x

Verse 3 

Don’t  believe what you read 

C

Don’t believe what you hear 

Am

Just scream lock her up and send her back 

                C

Fuel your anger with your fear

F  

All you white folks in the red hats

G

Say you love him 

F

While he weaponizes every power he has 

                            D

And swears there aint no law above him 

Repeat chorus  1x

Fantasies of A Fox News Viewer 

Standard Tuning 

Verse 1 

G

All you hollywood elites 

C

You just don’t understand us 

D

We like our leaders rich 

C

With no political experience 

D

So what if he hates woman?

          G                       C

I can barely stand my wife

D                

So what if he hates immigrants?

C                                  D

I’ve been taught to my whole life 

G

What has happened to the white man 

C

You know we like power too 

D

Aint aloud to express it 

                      C                       G

The way these colored people do

It aint like nothing bad has ever happened 

              G                                      C 

And if it did them men they weren’t like us 

D

See we’re just trying to protect our families 

        C                               D

From people that we can’t trust 

Chorus

            G 

I miss america

                C

 the way it used to be 

                              D

When i turned on my tv

                             G                    D 

all i saw was people just like me 

          G

I miss america

                      C

 when i walked out my door

                                        D 

There weren’t a bunch of snow flake protests 

           C                               D 

It was peaceful but it aint anymore

           G                 C D G  

I miss america 

Verse 2 

G

It aint my fault 

C

All them indians died 

D

Had to start a country some how 

                 G               C 

And i here oklahoma’s nice 

D

So what about slavery 

                      G    C

I was born in 1959 

D                                     

Reagan told us that they’re weak and they’re lazy  

            C                           D 

Milking welfare for every dime

G     

Don’t get me started on the gays 

C

Or abortion, thats a sin 

D

God told me through the T.V. preacher 

                      G                C 

You know i put my faith in him

I love this country and i show it 

                  G                            C

With my confederate flag in the wind

D  

Its everybody else to blame 

                C                                 D

For these hard times we’re living in 

Repeat chorus 1X

Voter Suppression 

Standard Tuning Capo 4

Intro  D G D A D

We can’t have these black people 

D

We can’t have these brown people 

G

We cant have these poor people 

D

We can’t have these working people 

A                                                        D        G         D

Vote cuz they don’t like us no they don’t (no they don’t)

D G D A D

D

We got all this power people

D

We got all this power people 

G

How we gonna keep this power people 

D

We got all this power people 

A

We can’t let em vote

                       G                      D         G            D

Cuz they don’t like us no they don’t (no they don’t)

D G D A D

 A 

Lets kick em off the voter rolls 

D

Lets force these polling places closed 

A

It was so much easier with a fire house 

D

Or back when we could tax and test them at the polls 

A

Lets make them stand in line for hours 

D                                                          G

Lets keep them from voting cuz we’re all a bunch of cowards 

A

Free and fair don’t mean shit to me 

                      D                     G

Cuz we’re the GOP fuck democracy 

                     A  A7                       D   G  D A D 

We’re the GOP      fuck democracy 

Outro D A D

All American Way 

Standard tuning capo 5

Am                                   C

Can’t go jogging can’t go walking 

                   F                                       Am

Cant watch tv in their own fucking apartment 

Am                                            C

Can’t go shopping can’t wear a hoodie 

                          F                                          Am

Can’t get caught sleeping in the house they live in

Am                                                   C 

Cant get caught driving cant get pulled over

                             F                                                 Am 

Cant get caught reaching cant get caught with their arms up

             G                                         C               

Cant get caught complying cant get caught denying  

                             F                                   Am

Can’t get caught protesting can’t get caught trying

               G                                C        

Can’t get caught living cant get caught running 

                           F                                                     Am

Can’t get caught giving cant get caught with a broken taillight 

Am                                        C 

Can’t go bird watching cant go to the pool

           F                                            Am 

Cant play in the park or get caught playing the fool

              G                                         C  

Can’t get caught standing can’t get caught on the ground 

           F                                  Am

Cant get caught trying to get away 

Am                                                                            C

Can’t get caught minding their own cant get caught helping

                         F                                            Am 

Cant get caught playing with toys or with their hands in their pockets

             G                       C                                                 F  

Cant get caught selling loose cigarettes cant get caught yelling 

                                      Am

Can’t get caught in their own fucking bed 

                          G                                                   C 

Can’t get caught trying to breathe can’t get caught asking for help

                           F                                   Am  

Can’t get caught crying cant get caught taking care of themselves 

Am

C                 F         C                  G        C        F     C

But try and take a white man’s haircut away 

       G                                             C     F

They’ll storm the state capitol, with ar-15’s

        G                                  C        G    C 

And you can bet they’ll walk away 

                F                                                      C                

They can shoot up black churches, they can shoot up the schools 

                G                                        C                           

They can shoot at the cops they can shoot up the rules

                        F                                            C 

White folks can shoot till they’re blue in the face

  G                                   Am  

You can bet they’ll walk away

           C      F          C               G      F          C     

It’s the all american way its the all american way 

            C     F          C               G      F       Am

Its the all american way its the all amaerican way 

The Experts Told Us 

Standard Tuning 

Aint much going on 

C                               G 

It’s been that way for months now

               C                        D  

When we traded hope for darkness

                      C                 D               G  

I should have known that pain would come around 

G

Unemployment’s dry 

                   C                        G

Just like the hands on everybody

                       C                       D 

Wash them to “happy birthday” two times

                C               D         G 

While the tears flood in your eyes

Chorus 

C                 D                 C

The Experts Told us

                  D                   C

The science showed us 

                          D

But the ego of the POTUS

G                                  C 

Was too big to fight off again    

                  D          C

Now everybody 

                   D          C

knows somebody 

                          D         

We all know somebody 

       D7                              G 

That died who could have lived

G                  

Distance is all i see 

C                  G

Distance, the distance 

      C                         D

Six feet no hugs for instance 

           C            D             G

Or the distance between screens

G

But a whole nother kind of distance 

C                 G

Is killing us today 

      C                              D

The space between the truth

                      C                D        G 

And what this white house has to say 

Repeat chorus 1X

Harmonica solo 

G C G C D C D G 

C D C D G 

Outro 

C               D         C 

Now everybody 

                   D         C

Knows somebody 

                          D         

We all know somebody 

D7                                  G 

That died who could have lived 

C                         D           C 

We all know somebody 

                            D            C

We all know somebody 

                             D 

We all know somebody

D7                                    G 

That died who could have lived

Talkin’ RNC Blues

G                                 

I was looking for adventure when I walked out front 

C

I ain't left this house in months

D

Sittin on the porch chain smokin camels

C                                       D                    G

Drinking like a drunk while the rain came down

G

So I got real high and I sat right down

C

I couldn't tell ya where I was bound

D                                                                          C                          D                 G 

But all of a sudden I got where I was going and buddy you won't believe what I found 

C               D                C   D  G 

Its crazy unbelievable

G

You see i went through a hallway , Up and down some stairs 

       C 

I was underground  a while, the roots looked like hairs 

              D                                                        C             D              G

With the humidity growing ten fold in the air I wasn’t surprised in the least

 C                         D                               C                 D            G             

That I was in Florida … Jacksonville.. at The Republican national convention 

Louis gohmert was there He was coughing on everyone 

C

Gaetz was wasted and baked from a gas mask bong he was token on 

D                                                                                   C                    D             G 

Tom cotton was armed with his white out and erasing  the pages of our history

William p Barr Chad wolf and some others

C

Had the statue of liberty trapped in the northwestern corner 

D                                                                        C                      D             G 

After tear gas flash bangs and beating her silly an unmarked car drove her away

G

As I'm scanning the room I catch a glimpse of Jim Jordan

C

He's alone and he's yelling and he thinks it's important

                 D

Then I see  Ted Cruz come over and try to console him 

                       C            D           G 

and he’s  like  “fuck off Ted, nobody likes you”      

     C   D     C  D  G                 

Poor teddy 

G

Someone drew a mustache on the portrait of McCain

C

It ain't much of a mystery who would do such a thing 

              D                                                                              C                         D                G 

The word loser with two O's covered his name and he had two horns coming out of his head

C                                 D                         C                      G  

I'll give you three guesses… Judges? captain bonespurs will work

G   

Pretty soon everybody made their way to their seats

C

It was time for the show, the crowd took to their feet

      D                                                                                 C                        D                  G 

But right before that piece of shit started to speak....Mike pence walked in with.. Susan Collins

C                           D    C             D    G    

Just the two of them ...together

G

 Now everybody knows one thing about Mike 

Its that He can't go anywhere with a  woman without the company of his wife 

                 D                                                                                                                      

And it was right around then I woke up on the porch, 

              C                                      D                   G

realized I was having a dream of the nightmare sort

G

Now it certainly wasn't where I wished I had gone

C

But it is where we are until election day comes 

 D                                                                                      C                                   D             G 

I hope that we vote out everyone of these clowns so the next time I leave I can go out of town.  

C         D                            C        D   G              

Please... i just want leave  safely 

G

So for the sake of the country vote this election day

C

By mail, absentee or the old fashioned way 

 D                                  

If you have to go out make sure youve got a mask 

       C                                 D                   G

Lets all come together and take out the  trash