A song adapted from Sinead O'Connor's Black Boys on Mopeds

Original lyrics in this video by Debra Kerr-Hunter

Politicians in D.C.
Shocked that the words that they say we repeat
Seems strange that they think no one's listening
We're the people who suffer their greed

We've all been here before
Nothing has changed for the sick and the poor
It's so clear to me now
Those who govern we must hold account

CHORUS:
America's not just the place of movie stars and wide open spaces
It's the land that we shoot kids 'cause we can't see their faces
And I love my kids, and that's why I'm nervous
'Cause they try to defend it in the media circus

People standing in line
Day after day, all they need is a hand
Then they hear the help is voted down
But there must be some work in this big land

These are promising days
The social connection has given a voice
To all those who will speak out
And really, do you have a choice?


CHORUS

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