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The Great Mistake


This is the legend of a great mistake The blinding drug many people take A blunder so grave It hides, and it prays This is the master of most of your souls It pulls and it yanks And it creates false goals This screw-up is mighty It has poisoned you minds Don’t believe its lies, You’ve heard oh, so many times This virus is spreading And has been for sometime Its claimed many lives Just ask the Indians, the few that survived It has many names And even more faces It’s all different colors And there is even one for almost all races It frowns upon an exotic dancer While claiming it can cure testicular cancer Is there truly a tall man who lives on a moon? That created our earth With his fork and his spoon? It limits our progress It shuts science out For that is for intellectuals Who just may figure “it” out It tells you to vote right When you should know that it’s wrong It used its might To pull good ole’ George W along It’s not peaceful It uses guns and bombs It has waged many wars And took kids from their moms It cannot be stopped This deep-rooted lie As long as it lives People will die Religion is strong And it is smart It is the ruler of our earth And its gone straight to your heart
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