this country's burnin from a deficit in shame
as I sit here swingin' in the Georgia rain
my prayers are for my others across this woeful land
worry not little worry worms just dance dance dance to the band


all our leaders are liars, it's a matter of fact
they get on their high horse, talking that yakety yak
they don't care nada for the people starving in the street
and there's plenty of them children, some are bare while others bleak

the dirty truth trumps the pretty lie
la la la, la la la
the dirty dirty trumps the pretty lie
la di da

last verse different than the first

now listen up children, I've got one last thing to say
when old men encourage death for liberty
just remember child, you're the one who's gonna die
not the man in the monkey suit eating up all the pie

You're the monkey on my back
Rockefella, damn it, you fat cat thing
you're nothing, even with all your money
Where'd everybody go? I'm here.

They sha'nt leave none for you!

Lyrics submitted by DakotaFloyd

LADIDA: A Song for Children song meanings
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