Brand New Day!

revised lyrics:

How many of you people out there

Been hurt by this GOP state of affairs

How many times did you swear

That they’d never steal our power again?

How many long and sleepless nights?

How many lies, how many lives?

And how can you not

Put yourself through all of that again?

`Elections are pain’, I hear you say,

`Diebold has a cruel & bitter way of

Paying you back for all the faith you ever had in democracy

SCOTUS appointed Bush, never said `Count ALL the votes’

That left you feeling just like a ghost

We never want to feel so sad & lost again

Then one day when you were looking

Through a bookstore in rainy weather

You saw a picture of a man smiling back at you

`We should be working All together

through every kind of weather

we’re not divided, we are united

we’ll turn this country back around again!’

Why don’t we turn the tide to blue again , honey?

We’ll Get Out The Vote, we’ll all donate money

We’re thinking in a brand new way

Turn the tide, and vote for Barack

You know he’ll take our Country back

We’re thinking in a brand new way

Turn the tide of Democracy, sister

We’ll throw a blue bolt of `lectricity, mister

We’re starting up a brand new day

Go and hug a ‘wing-nut’ boss

The country’s wide, we’ll reach across

We’re starting up a brand new day

It could happen to you

Just like it happened to me

There is simply no immunity

But there IS one guarantee

Democracy’s a force, you should involve yourself in it

Get Out The Vote for all elections

We said Bushie- wait a minute, wait a minute,

wait a minute, wait a minute,

wait a minute, wait a minute,

Why don’t we turn the tide to blue again , honey?

We’ll Get Out The Vote, we’ll spend time phoning

We’re thinking in a brand new way

we started blogging & reaching out, mate

To find out the truth and disseminate

We’re thinking in a brand new way

Turn the tide , get out the vote

Knock on doors `til your knuckles crack

We’re thinking in a brand new way

be inspired by Barack Obama

a Revolution for one & all mama

Turn the tide for our country

It’s the rhythm in our tune

It’s the sun &  surely the moon

There’s no need to rant & rave

It’s the beach and we’re the wave

It’s the plough that tills our land

It’s the glove upon our hand

It’s the train, we’re at the station

It’s the flagpole of our nation

It’s the present for our future

For this wound WE are the suture

We’ll take Bush from his tower

Tell him `no, WE are the power!’

We were pupils, now we’re teachers

We’ve got four years to reach them

They’re the flowers, we’re the rain

To wash this country clean again

Stand up all you people in the world

Stand up and reach out to every girl & every boy

Stand up, send the truth to everyone

We’re riding on a big blue wave.

It’s the answer for our nation

It’s the sum of the equation

In answer to your question

If you follow our suggestions

We can turn this ship around

We’ll go up instead of down

Our laws we will unmangle

It’s not more than we can handle

Obama will show you how

Just get back to work right now!

Stand up all you people in the world

Stand up and we’ll count votes of every girl & every boy

Stand up, all you people, get to work

We’ve started with a New Blue Day

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    • RiaD on November 5, 2008 at 3:23 pm
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    i was playin with this mornin’!

    What’s running in YOUR head?

    • Robyn on November 5, 2008 at 3:27 pm

    I’d like to be able to join in the celebration.  But the grief is heavy.

    • brobin on November 5, 2008 at 3:37 pm

    Lovely, Ria!

    We can haz country back now?

    😉

    • RiaD on November 5, 2008 at 4:38 pm
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    • pfiore8 on November 5, 2008 at 4:52 pm

    bye bye american pie. and thinking now it’s the neo con freak fundie’s anthem.

    hahahahahaha.

    over at dKos, by the way… Joe Lieberman: hahahahahahahahahahaha. that’s the entire diary. and i love it.

    • pfiore8 on November 5, 2008 at 5:00 pm

    it’s about the joy . . .

    • RiaD on November 6, 2008 at 2:03 am
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    A woman on the radio talks about revolution

    when it’s already passed her by

    but Bob Dylan didn’t have this to sing about

    you know it feels good to be alive

    I was alive and I waited waited

    I was alive and I waited for this

    Right here, right now, there is no other place I want to be

    Right here, right now, watching the world wake up from history

    I saw the decade in, when it seemed

    the world could change at the blink of an eye

    And if anything

    then there’s your sign of the times

    I was alive and I waited waited

    I was alive and I waited for this

    Right here, right now

    I was alive and I waited waited

    I was alive and I waited for this

    Right here, right now, there is no other place I want to be

    Right here, right now, watching the world wake up from history

    Right here, right now, there is no other place I want to be

    Right here, right now, watching the world wake up from history

    Right here, right now, there is no other place I want to be

    Right here, right now, watching the world wake up

    • RiaD on November 6, 2008 at 3:33 am
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