Elections

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Woe is the eternal rambling, bamboozling process known as the American elections, in which, usually, politicians interminably and redundantly debate for at least a year what could be condensed into 2 months, like many other countries! The 2024 election is actually the exception, for it will only last for 3 months. What a refreshing change! However, it'll be back to the awful grind for the next presidential election, as this song delineates. Elections laments the whole damned mess, raking it mercilessly over the coals. • ON TOM'S WEBSITE YOU CAN HEAR ALL HIS SONGS, BUY SONGS AND ALBUMS, SEE ALL LYRICS AND BACKGROUND SONG INFORMATION, PHOTOS, ARTWORK FOR EACH SONG, VIEW ALL HIS VIDEOS, AND SUBSCRIBE TO HIS E-MAIL NEWSLETTER (at very bottom of page - Tom guarantees that your e-mail address will NEVER be shared with a 3rd party): • https://daedalusarts.com/management/t... • YOU CAN ALSO HER A SELECTION OF HIS SONGS HERE: • Tom Pained Radio : https://www.jango.com/music/Tom+Pained • The lyrics are: • I went down to the elections • Where songs played of pomp and fear • Became asphyxiated • By the empty-headed cheer • The candidates all pre-selected • by those with masked identities • Espoused platforms of infections • Born from Wounded Knee • I marveled at the imperfections • Of this rusted obscene machine • When I pulled down on its handle • There ushered forth a million screams • I went down • So down • I went down to the elections • Where I was told I’d be set right • By a colored man bandaged and broken • And a woman wrongly contrite • I watched unjust inspections • Of the lines of anxiety • By forgotten ships in Port Huron • I wept most copiously • I went down • So down • I went down • So down • And as hate • marched down the streets • The forgotten • were swept off their feet • Justice was burned in effigy • And the wronged • Watched dispassionately • They looked on • So wearily • I went down to the elections • In a disenchanted land • To decipher verbal codes • Of the aloof and the flim-flam • My journey it had started • Wrapped in eternal hope’s sunlight • I’d armed myself with 50 crosses • Though I knew they’d not suffice • Ears were peeled for insurrections • Along the fault lines in the throng • I was bent on the detection • of the weak disguised as strong • I went down • So down • The halls adorned with indiscretions • And defecations of taboos • Echoes of the ballots dropping • The only hope for a cynic’s cure • I went down • So down • I went down • So down • (ad lib to end)

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