dear mister president...

dear mr. president
come take a walk with me
lets pretend were just two people and
your not better than me

id like to
ask you some questions
and
if we can
speak honestly

what do you feel when you see all the homeless
on the street?

who do you pray to 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?

how can you say
"no child is left behind"

were not dumb
and were not blind

their all sitting
in yourselves

while you pave
the road to hell

WHAT KIND OF FATHER
WOULD TAKE HIS OWN DAUGHTERS RIGHTS AWAY?

WHAT KIND OF FATHER
WOULD HATE HIS OWN DAUGHTER
IF SHE WERE GAY?

I can only imagine
what the first lady has to say

youve come a long way
from whiskey and cocaine

how do you sleep
when 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 have given way

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 dont know nuthin 'bout hard work....
hard work...
hard work....


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....

~pink~ im not dead