Goldstein 1984 Song Book
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Not Big Brother
 
All the headlines have to say is that our boys have died.
And we'd better tighten up our belts and save the Nation's pride.
Politicians always find a way creatin' enemies.
They always pick another fight and tell us it ain't free.
 
Did you ever hear that women who do their work at night
Are practicin' the oldest trade?  Well folks that just ain't right.
Politics has always been the world's most senior trade.
Pimps and politicians take the money we have made.
 
Profit is efficiency and we all work to produce,
But when it's time to divvy up, there's always some excuse.
The rich man says the pie is his, the working man gets none,
And when the working man protests, the rich man has Reagan.
 
For now he is the President, Big Brother's not his name,
But rich and poor at last agree, his attitude's the same.
The rich man likes the way he always saves him from a tax,
And sends the poor man to the front, to wars that break our backs.
 
The poor man sees a President who doesn't give a damn,
Unless some rich Republican invents a brand new Scam!
And the corporation lobbyists contribute to the cause.
Poor men pay the taxes. Rich men write the laws.
 
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