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IT CAN'T HAPPEN HERE

by Dan Sullivan

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1.
Standing Rock 02:38
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The Ballad of Robert Welch 03:24
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The Ballad of Robert Welch    (The John Birch Society Song) © Dan Sullivan 2013 Robert Welch lived  a long  time ago He hated Godless Commies, Libs and Rock ’n Roll He had a knack for making money  and a nose for finding Reds He even found one underneath Eisenhower’s bed Welch  placed  Americans in one of four groups The Communists, the ignorant, the uninformed and dupes Now which group you fell into didn’t matter much  That’s the way he saw it, so that’s the way it was In nineteen fifty-eight bankrolled by great  wealth The John Birch Society was formed by Robert Welch And soon folks were following every word he said  Astonished that just one  man could find so many Reds When it came to politicians he never pulled a punch Republican and Democrat got thrown beneath the bus He found Reds in the churches, he found ‘em in the bars But when  he called Ike a dupe he probably went too far By 1965 Welch was out of luck The GOP disowned him, Bill Buckley called him nuts The Bircher ranks dwindled, they  faded away But just like Lazarus, they’d rise again one day In 1985 they put him in the ground But guess who’s at the Tea Party hanging around The Birchers and the Birthers it’s hard to tell who’s who? Conspiracies everywhere and everyone unglued The moral of this story the lesson to take home Is   man is made of more than flesh and blood and bone And as long as fear and hatred fill the hearts of men Guys like Robert Welch will always rise again As long as paranoia  fills the minds of men Another Alex Jones is always just around the bend
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The Mad Prince 04:34
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The Mad Prince © Dan Sullivan In the Palace of Pride Where the Mad Prince resides And only the humble resist His money and power Grow stronger each hour And he rules with an iron fist And the flag that he flies Waves high in the sky And the merchants they all lick his boots And the ladies all sigh When the Prince passes by And the people are made to salute And the Prince issues orders To close all the borders And his court is filled with confusement And his puppets on strings They dance and they sing Much to the Prince’s amusement But the songs and parades Are all a charade And they can’t cover up the rising din And the storm won’t be stilled By the walls that he builds For his kingdom will fall from within
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How Democracy Dies 03:07
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How Democracy Dies This is how democracy dies Not with a bang but a whimper Like a thief standing at an unlocked door It doesn’t get much simpler This is how democracy dies This is how freedom dies When somebody else's rights Are getting taken away And nobody puts up a fight This is how freedom dies We look away when he breaks the law And pretend not to hear his lies He brags he could get away with murder Have you seen that look in his eyes This is how democracy dies This is just the way that it looks You won’t see it on your smartphone screen Or read it in a history book But this is how democracy dies
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Digging up bones 03:18
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Digging up bones You better leave those ghosts alone There’s a black Hawk overhead Stop giving up the dead ‘Cause everybody knows You better leave them bones alone Breaking down stones You can almost hear them moan As they’re ripped up from the land Where the ancient ruins stand And everybody knows You better leave them stones alone How much desecration can This old world stand The rivers are running red with blood Falling from greedy hands
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Making Bablyon Great Again 03:19
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Making Babylon Great Again © Dan Sullivan - April 2017 There’s a baby crying who hasn’t been fed There’s flies buzzing all around his head The wheel is spinning and the sun is beating down There’s a mother in Flint falling apart And a woman in Sudan with a broken heart Looking for love in a world where it can’t be found How many wars will it take before They see that nobody wins How many madmen with their fingers On the trigger does it take to reap the whirlwind Poisoned water, poisoned air They’ve poisoned hearts everywhere Golden treasure is their only measure of worth All their cities will be turned to ash The end will come in a lightning flash Destroying all the destroyers of the earth How many days will it take to make Babylon Great Again? How many madmen with their fingers On the trigger does it take to reap the whirlwind The Mother of bombs is shaking the earth Like the far-off echo of an ancient curse Great Babylon has fallen and smoke is rising high There’s a thousand crosses in a field in France Where the cries of the wounded and a trumpet blast Mournful sounds coming out of a darkened sky How many days will it take to make Babylon Great Again? How many madmen with their fingers On the trigger does it take to reap the whirlwind He’s making Babylon Great Again Smoke is rising on pillars of wind
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Draining the Swamp 02:43
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They’re draining the swamp They’re draining the swamp They’re sweeping the laws off the shelves They’re making deals for what they can’t steal The poor can fend for themselves While Congressmen dine at the Dirksen Cafe And the President feasts on Foie Gras They’re taking federal funding away From programs that feed Ma and Pa They’re draining the swamp They’re draining the swamp They’re sweeping the laws off the shelves They’re making deals for what they can’t steal The poor can fend for themselves They’re cutting down funds to the EPA Now it’s everyman for himself Don’t blame them when the air turns grey Go bitch at somebody else They’re draining the swamp They’re draining the swamp They’re sweeping the laws off the shelf They’re making deals for what they can’t steal The earth can fend for itself They’re stripping healthcare from millions To give tax cuts to all of their pals And if cutting the rolls just might kill some All they can say is “Oh Well”
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Union Man 02:20
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I’m a postal clerk in Memphis I’m a teacher in LA I play guitar on the records The radio stations play I’m a truck driver in Dallas I’m a store clerk in San Fran I’m a waitress in El Paso And I am a Union Man And when we stand together we never stand so tall An injury to one of us is an injury to all I wear the Union Label and I’m proud of who I am I never crossed a picket line I am a Union Man I forge the steel in Pittsburgh I’m a nurse in Tennessee I make the cars in Michigan And work the docks in New Orleans I’m a plumber in Chicago I build houses in St. Paul I’m the woman at the hospital Who takes the Emergency calls
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Thank You For Extending My Tax Cut 02:24
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Thank you for extending my tax cut Mr. President won’t you please take a bow When they ask why so much went to the top 1 percent Tell ‘em it will trickle down and someday all get spent Thank you for extending my tax cut The rich keep getting richer all the time When they ask why so much went to the top 1 percent Tell ‘em that we paid for it, each and every cent Thank you for extending my tax cut President Obama, you’re da man My tongue must have slipped when I called you a socialist But how was I to know how much you owed the filthy rich Thank you for extending my tax cut Good luck getting folks back to work I’d like to help you more but my money’s all off-shore I did hear they were hiring South of Singapore Thank you for extending my tax cut
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Plenty To Drink 03:00
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Governor Snyder of Michigan Says we have to raise taxes on the citizens ‘Cause he needs 1.5 Billion To give to his Chamber of Commerce friends There’s plenty to drink for everyone And there’ll be more where this came from We’re talking about shared sacrifice The rich get whiskey and we get ice The rich get whiskey and we get ice Old Rick Snyder has a clever plan If anyone can make a dollar, he can He sold Gateway to a China Man Now he’s picking my pocket in Michigan There’s plenty to drink for everyone And there’ll be more where this came from We’re talking about shared sacrifice The rich get whiskey and we get ice The rich get whiskey and we get ice Teacher pay cut, the poor get sliced Seniors get taxed on their pensions twice Middle class getting squeezed in a vice And here’s the Governor’s advice There’s plenty to drink for everyone And there’ll be more where this came from We’re talking about shared sacrifice The rich get whiskey and we get ice The rich get whiskey and we get ice He’s talking about share sacrifice
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How Much Is Enough 02:28
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How much do they need? How much is enough? Another Billion dollars. Another couple of bucks First they bust the unions. Then they come for us How much do they need? How much is enough? How much do they need? How much is enough? How many warehouses do they need to store their stuff Greed’s a shameless whore. It hooks you like a drug How much do they need? How much is enough? How much do they need? How much is enough? Don’t the Koch’s already own half of Wisconsin? Do they plan to take it with them? That’s gonna be real tough How much do they need? How much is enough? How much do they need? How much is enough? When will we stand up? And tell those filthy bastards That we’ve already had enough. They make the robber barons Look like dime store chumps How much do they need? How much is enough?
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When the fever breaks 02:31
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What will we do in the morning When the Fever breaks? What will the damage be Left in its wake When we get back on our feet What else will it take What will we do in the morning When the Fever breaks? What will we do in the Evening When the Fever is high When the fire rages all around And smoke covers the sky Will we falter in the darkness Or finally see the light What will the Fever bring In the middle of the night
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Woe To Ye Republicans 02:13
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WOE TO YE REPUBLICANS A Lighthouse stands upon a hill Where you can see for miles Where blind men look for wisdom But only stay awhile Where Senators and Congressman Ignore what’s treasonous While all the righteous patriots Get thrown beneath the bus Woe to all ye hypocrites Tempting Holy Wrath Who dare to lead the People Into temptation’s path Who worship at the altar  Of pride and vanity Whose crimes shall be exposed someday In the end for all to see

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released June 20, 2017

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Dan Sullivan Kalamazoo, Michigan

Some people like gardening, working on cars or woodworking. Others enjoy knitting, collecting stamps or coins. That kind of thing. I like writing songs.

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