The Count Is the Thing

To the tune of "Love Is the Thing"

What does it matter who you vote for next year

Or where on the ballot your dark marks appear?

The count is the thing, the count is the thing.

So what if your guy can attract a big crowd

When he has no control of the Internet cloud,

Where the Deep State's the king, and the count is the thing?

It's just their big grab for power

And they care not whom they devour.

Your rights are a thing of the past.

We are no longer free,

And that means you and me.

Throughout history systems crumble and fall.

Ours based on voting was just like them all,

Now the count is the thing, and the Deep State's the king.

Throughout history systems crumble and fall.

Ours based on voting was just like them all,

Now the count is the thing, and the establishment's king.

David Martin

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