All Hail Barrack our Savior

ALL HAIL BARRACK, OUR SAVIOR!

A Poetic Warning to Those Who Believe a "Great" Man with a "Great" Speech Can Fix Everything.


I came upon a college kid,
Whose eyes were wide with glee,
He said Barrack Obama,
Was sent to set us free!

All hail Barrack, our savior,
Disciples faint and cry,
While listening to his rhetoric,
Rising to the sky.

Yes give us Hope, and give us Change,
And give us much much more,
Barrack has said we are the ones,
That we've been waiting for!


All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.
For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
One hundred million dead.


We smile now for the crisis,
To our economy,
And count the blessings of a crash,
To finally set us free!

The market's broke, there's too much greed,
It's plain for all to see,
That's why Barrack says now we need,
A NEW philosophy!


All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.
For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
One hundred million dead.


We all must look to government,
Barrack says, "Look to ME!
Because I have the answer, it's,
Economic equality!"


From each by their ability,
To each to fill their need,
Barrack will guide us in this way,
To purge us of our greed.


All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.
For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
One hundred million dead.


Barrack, he went to Harvard,
His friends all went to Yale,
So THEY know how to run your life,
Or you can go to jail.


All hail our big computers,
Run by men from MIT
Their brains replace the marketplace,
With government, you'll see!


All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.
For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
One hundred million dead.


And you there clinging to your guns,
Religion, property,
Hear his words, check out his smile,
And let him set you free!

Our plans require your patience,
A moment, you will see,
How great things get when we shut up,
Limbaugh and Hannity


All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.
For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
One hundred million dead.


The Socialist temptation,
Gleams like a shining star,
When men will trade their freedom,
For bread, a house, a car.


Beware of unchecked ego,
Beware the Master Plan!
For men with all the answers,
Take freedom when they can.


Herr Hitler was a genius,
His was the Master Race,
A "thousand year" utopia,
That brought mankind disgrace.


But, wait, there's Comrade Lenin,
And Comrade Stalin too,
They gave us all a paradise,
That mankind came to rue.


But look, here's Castro's Cuba
A Socialist Paradise,
Unless you voice your protest,
That's when you're put on ice.


All hail the god of government,
Give me my daily bread,
While robbing me of dignity,
My soul will soon be dead.
For you and your utopia,
Beware what history's said,
Toil, tears and tyranny,
One hundred million dead.


We pray to Comrade Stalin,
And Mao and Ho Chi Minh,
We pray that they forgive us of,
Our capitalistic sin.


Oh see the youthful legions,
As they swear oaths to Barrack,
And by their cultish worship,
Our forbears they do mock.


All Hail Barack, our savior,
Yes, HAIL, that's what I said!
You dare oppose our savior,
Then YOU will join the dead!