Words to Psych-Colonic

I was writing and listening to the latest batch of music and I think I have some words to go with Psych-Colonic

No Difference

The crowd looks hungry, they’re waving signs in the air

Flash bulbs popping, and all you do is stare

You’re screaming for change, you’re demanding action

From where I’m sitting you look like a circus attraction,

(Chorus start)

Don’t say your any different, cause your all the same

Its all about the money and who you can blame

It’s all about the back room, and the deals that are made

Don’t say your any different, cause you cut with the same blade (Chorus end)

You say your worried about the middle, and you cry for the poor

But you ushered in free trade and marched jobs out the door

People need to work and the people need to eat

Nobody gives a damn about the rainbow on your feet,

Don’t say your any different, cause your all the same

(Chorus)

You say you don’t like war, but who pays all your bills

And you started out against the banks, and now they share your thrills

You’re still searching for the credibility, that Henry Wallace stole away

Your telling the working man that you still think he’s okay,

Don’t say your any different, cause your all the same

(Chorus)

Groucho Marx is in the white house, still you flounder to make a stand

And you think we really care that Johnny doesn’t want to be a man

Your diversified in public, but your back-room cash comes in white

You demand that we see the difference, you say your good and your right,

Don’t say your any different, cause your all the same

(Chorus)

You tell me that the country’s burning, but you helped light the fuse

You say we’re on the same side, and we’re sharing the same views

Tell me where’s my money, from that bail out to the banks

You foreclosed on my home, and now you want me to say thanks

Don’t say your any different, cause your all the same

Its all about the money and who you can blame

It’s all about the back room, and the deals that are made

Don’t say your any different, cause you cut with the same blade

To the tune of Psych – Colonic – February 2020