FOREIGN TRADE AGREEMENT

The first change was automation

it shortened up my week day,

worked a band of check free robots

that really cut my pay.

Then came the foreign trade agreement

I love it more each day,

we don’t have to work no more

it took our jobs away.

The government now supports us

but the money when it’s gone,

we’ll be eating rice and sushi

until our jobs they come back home.

Soon we’ll dwell in cardboard boxes

be living on the streets,

gathered around old burn barrels

to warm our hands and feet.

While the rich line their pockets

turn their nose up at hungry poor,

as they steal some countries crude oil

expecting us to fight their war.

When we get darn good and hungry

only soup kitchens on the street,

forced to work for a few pennies

with foreign labor we’ll compete.

Now look on the bright side of things

how could we ask for more,

over seas child and slave labor

brought us the dollar store.

It also brought us jumping carp

zebra muscles, bugs and worms,

weeds, walking cat fish and gobies

disease and anthrax germs.

Now add the good, subtract the bad

convert to dollars then again

subtract life style, failing economy,

you’ll come up with minus ten.

Who was it sold us into bondage

though it was against our will?

Our government and big business

the American dream pays the bill.

Imported beef, grain and honey

forced farm land sold, most gone,

orange groves cut, developers grin

all together now we sing this song.

The government now supports us

but the money when she is gone,

we’ll be eating rice and sushi

until our jobs they come back home.