Momma’s holding kitchen court  there’s nothing to eat

  Says  she’s got to  rest her weary feet    

  Ain’t seen it this bad since Papa lost the still

  When the tea pot boiled over on the S & L bill

Chorus:     and Momma said to Daddy

 How’s your   hedge fund now baby                 

You still think   it’s    just an accident           

It’s seven come eleven with  side effects      

these money changers got no     horse sense

 She says it’s a mater of g-eights dysfunction  

   Playing Texas hold-em   at the g-twenty junction

   It’s  no fun trimming  hedges in the big apple

   When blind credit raters take over the chapel

Chorus:       

   In walked  the judge wearing his derivative suit

    Money leaking from the soul of his boot

    Daddy say’s to Momma where’d you get this crap

    She Says  been doing my banking  at the Laundromat

Chorus

When our belt gets pulled real tight

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Maslow’s root Chakras

insist we survive.

Surfing  chaos like a raptor

T-rex around the hive.

Huntin  strange attractors

Buffalo dressed all white. 

Eyes open widest when

The belt gets pulled real tight.

Credit defaults, Count-in chickens

Or did the egg  get the nod  

Sent our house of sandycards

Diving like a Cod.

Flying  from  rubble of

A falling green façade.

Can’t call  S.E.C.

Cause their  the Vice Squad.

 Eyes fly wide open When our belts get jerked  real tight,

I’m at tent city its stone soup again tonight.

Can’t pay the doctor bills since the bank dropped their kites.

They sold out my grand kids where’s our Bill of Rights.

EYE above  Pyramid

Hollow as our Chest .

Since Captain Jack and Burning Bushes

Sailed away like the rest.

Sent the dueling spirals

And Darwin a new dawn.  

Wall papered book of faces

Texted on   and    on   an   on.

Eyes fly wide open When our belts get jerked  real tight,

I’m at tent city its stone soup again tonight.

Can’t pay the doctor bills since the bank dropped their kites.

They sold out my grand kids, who turned out the lite.

Mayan hour glass is empty

Spring forward then fall back.

Manic tribe of locust

Fighting for some PAC.

Green Zeus we trusted

Left us an empty sack.                           

Earth will survive herself

When our belt gets j-e-r-k-e-d real tight.

Baby’s rock-in  cradle

There’s  honey in the nest.

How can we sustain her

Full ripe Breast.

We are all in this web

T’was  Nixon said it best.

But Gaia plays Dominoes

Better than the rest.

 Eyes fly wide open When our belts get jerked  real tight,

I’m at tent city its stone soup again tonight.

Can’t pay the doctor bills since the bank dropped their kite.

They sold out our grand kids where’s our Bill of Rights.

He was my hero, on that stormy night
Wish I‘d done more in that fire fight
Should have been me, it could of been me
He pushed me away, I wish it been me

My heart hurts can’t think at all
The tears are here but they won’t fall
Oh where are you honey, not feeling too sunny
I just don’t know why he had to go ?

Maybe a new truck will help my pain
Some chocolate chips or … cocaine
A trip to Cabo to smoke more pot
Gotta fill this hole where he got shot

Stuck in this sand, done my share of harm
Ain’t coming back, fifth tour’s a charm
This war’s been hell, its eating our lunch
I’m coming home baby, God I miss him so much

Been home sometime now, sleep comes in small
Waitress knows to seat me, in the chair against the wall
People drive so crazy here, they just got to cease
Don’t get too close now, I just want my peace

Maybe a new truck will help my pain
Some chocolate chips or … cocaine
A trip to Cabo smoke more pot
Gotta fill this hole where they are not.