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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