Congress Is Sold Out

To the tune of “Silence Is Golden.”

Our foreign policy’s deep in the tank

For Benjamin Netanyahu.

We want our leaders to represent us,

So you tell us what we can do.

Congress is sold out.

The whole world can see.

Congress is sold out, sold out.

The whole world can see.

Talking is cheap and we follow like sheep,

But where else can good people go?

Pity’s to tell they’ve deceived us quite well,

And few of our countrymen know.

Congress is sold out.

The whole world can see.

Congress is sold out, sold out.

The whole world can see.

People can’t see that we’re down on our knees.

You might want to give folks the word.

But quickly you’ll notice what we always see:

With name-calling you will be slurred.

Congress is sold out.

The whole world can see.

Congress is sold out, sold out.

The whole world can see.

The whole world can see.

The whole world can see-e-e.

David Martin

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