Fixing America In 500 Words Or Less


Chapter 20

BIG MACK DONALD
Selling Out the Family Farm
[ co-written by Daniel Muhammad ]
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           Not long ago in America a nation's heartbeat throbbed
           United, not divided, families only needed one job
           Most could afford a baseball game, hot dog and a beer
           Vacation every summer and a few new clothes each year

                   Big Mack Donald had a farm, then he opened a burger joint
                   We’ve drowned in fat ever since ‘till there really ain’t no point
                   Tempted beyond measure, we keep comin’ back for more
                   Now the justice scale lies broken all over the global floor

           Yeah, life in the twenty-first century, it ain't quite how it used to be
           Everything we eat is microwaved an' there’s color on tv
           Newspapers are delivered right through the telephone line
           We can charge stuff on the internet---go broke in realtime

                   Big Mack Donald had a farm, then he opened a burger joint
                   We’ve drowned in fat ever since ‘till there really ain’t no point
                   Tempted beyond measure, we keep comin’ back for more
                   Now the justice scale lies broken all over the global floor

           Politicians an' preachers once sometimes told the truth
           We didn't throw war's first stone an' sacrifice our finest youth
           With no video games or cell phones, a house felt like a home
           Children fought an' played together instead of on a computer alone

                   Big Mack Donald had a farm, then he opened a burger joint
                   We’ve drowned in fat ever since, there really ain’t no point
                   Tempted beyond measure, we keep comin’ back for more
                   Now the justice scale lies broken all over the global floor

           Satchel Paige said don't look back, somethin' might be gainin' on you
           But it's hard to believe in tomorrow when the blind sheep of the blind
           Are leadin' you. . .  Oh, they're leadin' you





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