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Subject: RE: ADD/Origins: Dear Mr. President (Pink) From: Grab Date: 12 Apr 07 - 06:03 PM Probably "pave the road" rather than "pay". Doubtless there'll be comments that this isn't folk. But if it isn't, nor is "It's all right Ma, I'm only bleeding". Initially I thought Pink was just another punk grrl selling an attitude. She's still selling the attitude, but it does seem to be a personality rather than a persona so it's not just a put-on image, and the songs are getting better. Still not instant classics, but this one is worth knowing about, and it looks like she's got potential. Graham. |
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Subject: RE: ADD/Origins: Dear Mr. President (Pink) From: oldhippie Date: 12 Apr 07 - 05:28 PM Another good one. Paula Cole - "My Hero, Mr. President" Yea, Yea Yea, Yea, Yea Well hello there, blue blooded boy Your bed is lined with dollars I bet you're cumming oil I love the way you take control and push the world around United Nations- Ha,ha No one can keep you down Daddy's little helper, silver foot in your mouth Policeman of the world gonna start another war Connecticut yankee in a cowboy hat You're my hero, Mr. president Remember the elections for the presidency No matter the call of the majority Your cousin married Fox TV, he declared you were the one Your brother came through with his promise he'd get Florida (Chorus) Now what you gonna do about our economy You spend three trillion dollars in a heartbeat Now what about us folks who live hand to mouth We can't afford our lives, and we're working three jobs (chorus) Now Don't you want your grand children to see the colorado river? You're kissing so much corporate ass that You're selling away our future We can all wear our geo-thermal suits and toast to you 'W' Now wiping out the terrorists, that's fine by me But please don't erode our civil liberties The America we fight for and hold so dear Includes a woman's right to choose Freedom of religion, freedom of assembly And free speech like the song I'm singing here (chorus) Daddy's little helper, silver spoon in your mouth The Policeman of the world gonna kick Hussein's butt Connecticut yankee in a cowboy hat You're my hero, Mr. President You're my hero, Mr. President |
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Subject: RE: ADD/Origins: Dear Mr. President (Pink) From: oldhippie Date: 12 Apr 07 - 05:24 PM Pink wrote it. |
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Subject: RE: ADD/Origins: Dear Mr. President (Pink) From: Q (Frank Staplin) Date: 11 Apr 07 - 11:46 PM Pink. Album- "I'm Not Dead," 2006, La Face label Amazon, sale price $11.99 |
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Subject: RE: ADD/Origins: Dear Mr. President (Pink) From: Sorcha Date: 11 Apr 07 - 09:51 PM Very good one. |
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Subject: RE: ADD/Origins: Dear Mr. President (Pink) From: Mrrzy Date: 11 Apr 07 - 09:36 PM Ooh, good one! Details? |
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Subject: ADD/Origins: Dear Mr. President (Pink) From: Joe Offer Date: 11 Apr 07 - 09:26 PM My septuagenarian folkie friend Mrs. Lev sent me a YouTube link to Pink and the Indigo Girls performing a song called "Dear Mr. President." I can't get YouTube on my dialup connection and I know nothing about Pink, but I did find the lyrics at
-Joe- watch video Here are the lyrics I found at lyricsandsongs.com: Dear Mr. President (songwriter?) Dear Mr. President Come take a walk with me Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep What do you feel when you look in the mirror Are you proud How do you sleep while the rest of us cry How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye How do you walk with your head held high Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why Dear Mr. President Were you a lonely boy Are you a lonely boy Are you a lonely boy How can you say No child is left behind We're not dumb and we're not blind They're all sitting in your cells While you pay the road to hell What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine How do you sleep while the rest of us cry How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye How do you walk with your head held high Can you even look me in the eye Let me tell you bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you bout hard work Hard work Hard work You don't know nothing bout hard work Hard work Hard work Oh How do you sleep at night How do you walk with your head held high Dear Mr. President You'd never take a walk with me Would you |
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