SOURPUSS PENSION SONG – NO SUGAR FROM OUR PM
February 5th, 2012 by RoseTune: Sugar Sugar by the Archies – Real lively song with a beat!

O Stephen, ah pensions, pensions
You’re my prime minister
And you’ve got me doubting you
Honey, ah Stephen, Stephen
You’re my prime minister
And you’re stomping me again
I just can’t believe you’re attacking seniors too
(But I know it’s true)
That you’d raise our pension age up higher –ooo
(Yes, that is something you would do)
O Stephen, ah pensions, pensions
You’re my prime minister
Seniors are your target, ooo
Ah Stephen, ah faker, faker
You’re my prime minister
And you’re stomping me again
Others will lose pensions but yours is safe I see
(others lose while yours is safe I see)
Like your broken promises O pour your glibness over me
(slick as talk will ever be)
Pour a broken promise on it, honey
Pour a broken promise on it, baby
You’re gonna make our pensions so gone, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pour a broken promise on it, honey
Ah Stephen, ah, pensions pensions
You’re our prime minister
And you’re stomping us again
Fade out

Tune: To Know, Know, Know Him (Lively youtube versions all over the place – just google)
by Rose DeShaw
O Stephen Harper [spoken]– (exasperated lead in)
Headshaking in frustration: Gesture to audience & start singing:
Can’t trust trust trust him
With our old age pension funds
And I don’t and I don’t and I don’t
Just to see him smile
O that crocodile!
To know know know him
Is to doubt, doubt, doubt him
And I do (and I do and I do)
We’ve been good to him
Majority we’ve given him
Some people say that he’s quite the guy
Most shake their heads & they wonder why
Just to know him
Is to doubt doubt doubt him
And I do (and I do and I do)
Why can’t he see
Old age’s no cup of tea
Someday he will be
Richer by far than you & me
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Can’t trust trust trust him
There’s no love, love lov’in
Just to see him smile
Chills me quite a while
To know know know him
Makes me doubt doubt doubt him
And I do (and I do and I do)

On the first day of taxes
my government said to me,
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the second day of taxes
my government said to me,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the third day of taxes
my government said to me,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the fourth day of taxes
my government said to me,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the fifth day of taxes
my government said to me,
Clean air to breathe,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the sixth day of taxes
my government said to me,
Good roads to drive on,
Clean air to breathe,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the seventh day of taxes
my government said to me,
Sewers to take waste,
Good roads to drive on,
Clean air to breathe,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the eighth day of taxes
my government said to me,
Prisons to hold felons,
Sewers to take waste,
Good roads to drive on,
Clean air to breathe,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the ninth day of taxes
my government said to me,
Parks for play and picnics,
Prisons to hold felons,
Sewers to take waste,
Good roads to drive on,
Clean air to breathe,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the tenth day of taxes
my government said to me,
Libraries for all,
Parks for play and picnics,
Prisons to hold felons,
Sewers to take waste,
Good roads to drive on,
Clean air to breathe,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the eleventh day of taxes
my government said to me,
Health care for our elders,
Libraries for all,
Parks for play and picnics,
Prisons to hold felons,
Sewers to take waste,
Good roads to drive on,
Clean air to breathe,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

On the twelfth day of taxes
my government said to me,
Help for our veterans,
Health care for our elders,
Libraries for all,
Parks for play and picnics,
Prisons to hold felons,
Sewers to take waste,
Good roads to drive on,
Clean air to breathe,
Emergency health workers,
Food that’s safe to eat,
Clean drinking water, and
for Schools, Police and Fire Protection.

Who wrote the songs that made detainees sing

Of terrorism plots and other things

To kill Americans like you and I

Who wrote the songs

Who wrote the songs

Pearl Jam and Jackson Browne

And Rage Against the Machine
They put the F.O.I.A. request together

They’re the writers

And they are pissed . . . because . . .

Enhanced interrogators played their songs

At painful volume all day and night long

For information whether truth or lie

Who paid the bills

Who paid the bills

We’re the taxpayers, and WE paid the bills

Sometimes cops, they just seem to lose it

That’s what dark-skinned people must fear

There’s a long list of abuses to prove it

Here are a few of those mournful names.

Patrick Dorismond, killed for refusing

An undercover cop’s request for drugs

Shawn Bell, never got to his wedding

The cops’ 50 gunshots got to him first

Remember Diallo, armed with a wallet

Clifford Glover, only 10 years old

Timothy Stansbury, on his way to a party

So many more whose names we don’t know

Abner Louima was raped in a precinct

He’s still alive so the criminal’s in jail

Because Louima was able to counter

The slanders and smears that came his way

If you are white, please take a moment

A brief speculation, and then you may know

Imagine your children, their skin a bit darker

What will you tell them, when outside, they go

Will you tell them, police are their friends

With a mission to serve and protect

Or will you beg them to give cops a wide berth

Because the black and the brown never know who’ll be next

Marcelo Lucero

Worked for wages so very low

Kids who didn’t like immigrants

Went out hunting for someone like him

To torment and terrify

They wanted to terrify

Marcelo Lucero

To your murder we say no

No to the racism, hatred and fear

That took away your life so dear

We must remember your name

We will remember your name

Immigrants and native-born

To one race we all belong

All entitled to human rights

To work and live by our own lights

We must learn to live in peace

On earth in heavenly peace

Food, horrible food

Pumped into the nostrils

Through a finger-wide tube

Is not caring, it’s hostile

Over there on Guantanamo

A hunger strike is proceeding

The guards’ll show them a thing or two

If they refuse to be eating

Forced feeding is not

Ethical, moral or legal

On the conscience a blot

To all civilized people

If inmates go on a hunger strike

There’s got to be a good reason

Obama, why don’t you find out why

And stop this barbaric feedin

Of food, horrible food, sickening food, torturous food!

Sensory overload

Extremes of heat and cold

Sleep deprivation

Prolonged isolation

Stress and duress

What a bloody mess

We must investigate war crimes.

Enhanced interrogation

Cheney told the nation

But it’s torture under

Real adjudication

It’s a crime in every land

So here is our demand

We must prosecute war crimes

Investigate, prosecute Bush war crimes!!!

Try not to get sick

Or you might as well die.

Avoid accidents,

I’m telling you why

You can’t afford medical, care

You pay premiums,

Meet deductibles

Then you find out you’re

Not eligible

For that operation, you need.

BRIDGE

Well, Michael Moore, he said it

Hit the nail right on the head

Take the profit out of healthcare

Or dry we’ll all be bled

In Europe, Japan,

And Canada, too,

In Cuba, Thailand

And Sri Lanka, YOU [point to audience]

Will see universal healthcare.

BRIDGE

In lots of other places

That’s just what they have done

Told insurance and drug companies

To stop having so much fun.

Call us socialists,

We really don’t mind.

Just look at the facts.

We know you will find

Everybody must have healthcare.

PCBs, you’re under our skin,

Nuclear waste, you’re deep in the hearts of us

So deep in our hearts, you’re really a part of us

We’ve got you, under our skin

Pesticides, you’re in there too,

Genetically engineered food, what do we do with you?

Smog, dioxin, and diesel emissions too

We’ve got you, inside our lungs [cough]

(BREAK — uses the other melody)

Don’t you know, my friends, we must stop this trend;

Our world is polluted, It can’t be disputed;

And we must spread the word, and we can’t be deterred by polluters,

Who must be defeated; And we’ll get them out of our skin

Tune: No Place Like Home For the Holidays

Lots of better places than home
for the holidays
Maybe best to stay far away and roam
If you usually have a hard time there
on holidays
Think twice before you call that place your ‘home.’

2)Sure everyone deserves a home but media
Have snuck schmaltz in where reality should be
Nobody’s home’s a picture perfect paradise
Check the Christmas misery site – you will agree

3) Grieve that home that never was (without self pity)
You survived now you can make one of your own
Find a friend and then a brand new way to celebrate
Mean something special now when you say ‘going home.’
Rose DeShaw

Guns and bombs, nukes and tanks

Mean lots of money in the bank

For KBR and Boeing too

Who foots the bill?

It’s me and you

Even if they replace tanks

Those for peace cannot give thanks

A company called ITT

Makes unmanned drones for you and me.

Every drone costs thirteen mil

A “safer way” they say, to kill!

Americans, not in harm’s way

But Pakistanis die each day.

Drones over Afghanistan

Kill many women, kids, and men

Controlled from half a world away

They stalk people at work and play.

Thirteen million dollars, wow!

We could use that dough right now

 For teachers here and nurses there

And for green jobs everywhere.

If I had a hammer,

I’d hammer for Mumi – ee -ah

I’d hammer for a new trial,

That follows the rules.

A proud black journalist,

Framed in a sham trial.

Let’s all tell, the state of Pennsylvania,

They must re-try, this innocent ma-a-an. (hoo-oo-oo)

If I had a bell,

I’d ring it for Mumi-ee-ah

I’d ring it for a new trial,

That follows the rules.

Blacks in the jury pool,

No racist ju-u-dges

Let’s all tell, the state of Pennsylvania

They must release, this innocent ma-a-an. (hoo-oo-oo)

If I had a song,

I’d sing it for Mumi –ee-ah

I’d sing it for a new trial,

That follows the rules.

Hear all the evidence,

He’s got a good lawyer now.

Let’s all tell, the state of Pennsylvania

They must set free, an innocent ma-a-an. (hoo-oo-oo)

Well, I’ve got a hammer, a bell & a song to sing

About Mumia, and justice denied.

Is this a police state?

Where is the Billll, of Rights?

We must petition, the state of Pennsylvania

Demand justice, for this innocent ma-a-an! (hoo-oo–oo)

(oo-oo-oo), This innocent man!

Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah, we’re the 1%

What a shame if you can’t pay your rent

You’re on the street now, who the hell cares

It ain’t no secret, we’re not gonna share!

Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah, war is so great

We love living in a fascist state

Sign up now, before it’s too late

We’ll fill the world with violence and hate!

Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah, you ain’t got no rights

We’ll stop and frisk you, you better not fight

Empty your pockets, and show us the weed

Didn’t you know, we’ve got prisons to feed!

Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah, yum yum pepper spray

It’s just a condiment, as Fox would say

Better not protest, or you’ll find out why

We love it so much when it’s in your eyes!

Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah, greedy are we

Mean and small minded is how we want to be

Helping the needy is so yesterday

We don’t give a crap so, just go away!

Deck the Capitol with cash,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

We saved you from a Wall Street crash,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Rich folks don your best apparel,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

If you’re poor come in a barrel,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

All you rich get more before us,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Jobless go to soup line chorus,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

We observe your merry pleasure,

Fa la la, la la la , la la la.

Celebrate your stolen treasure,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Deck our Liber-ty Park with cheer

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Occupy Wall Street stays here!

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Here’s where good ideas reside,

Fa la la, la la la, la la la.

Occupy Wall Street’s worldwide!

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Good news! # # Occupy Wall Street’s a-coming!

Good news! # # Occupy Wall Street’s a-coming!

Good news! # # Occupy Wall Street’s a-coming!

And you don’t want us to leave you behind!

     If you can’t pay mortgage, student loan or rent

     Welcome to the ninety-nine percent!

Don’t you want to know where all the money went?

     You don’t want us to leave you behind!

Good news! # # Occupy Wall Street’s a-coming!

                  (sing  3 times)

And you don’t want us to leave you behind!

     If you’re a p’lice officer facing pension cuts

Are you sure we’re the ones who you want to lock up?

Why not arrest corporate criminals stealin’ our bucks?

     You don’t want us to leave you behind!

Good news! # # Occupy Wall Street’s a-coming!

       (sing  3 times)

And you don’t want us to leave you behind!

If you like to breathe the air and drink water too,

     Occupy Wall Street is the place for you!?

Stop the toxic corporate greed and let the earth renew!

     You don’t want us to leave you behind!

Good news! # # Occupy Everywhere’s  a-coming!

        (sing  3 times)

And you don’t want us to leave you behind!

Is there aught we hold in common

with the greedy parasite,

Who would lash us into serfdom

and would crush us with his might?

Is there anything left to us

but to organize and fight?

Occupy Wall Street makes us strong!

Solidarity forever, Solidarity forever,

Solidarity forever,

Occupy Wall Street makes us strong!

They have taken untold millions

that they never toiled to earn,

But without our brain and muscle

not a single wheel can turn.

We can break their haughty power,

gain our freedom when we learn

Occupy Wall Street makes us strong!

Solidarity forever, Solidarity forever,

Solidarity forever,

Occupy Wall Street makes us strong!

In our hands is placed a power

greater than their hoarded gold,

Greater than the might of armies,

magnified a thousand-fold.

We can bring to birth a new world

from the ashes of the old

Occupy Wall Street makes us strong!

Solidarity forever, Solidarity forever,

Solidarity forever,

Occupy Wall Street makes us strong!

Occupy Everywhere  makes  us strong!

Occupy Wall Street, Is what our country needs

To feed the poor and end the wars,

With the most urgent speed.

Bloomberg threw us out,

But let there be no doubt

Zuccotti Park was just the jolt,

To start this world revolt!

(chorus)

College costs, student loans, no jobs anywhere.

People’s Mike to one percent:

“You know it isn’t fair!”

Twinkle fingers say it’s time,

all our wealth to share

Let’s spend it on

education, housing, and healthcare.

Ninety-nine percent,

It’s almost everyone.

Let’s work together and we’ll see

How much we can get done

Fair economy,

Peace upon the earth

Clean up our environment,

Cause we know what it’s worth!

(chorus)

Occupy, occupy, occupy your mind.

We need everyone’s ideas,

so see what you can find.

Occupy, occupy, occupy the world,

To make a better future, for every boy and girl!

STRESS AT CHRISTMAS – EXPLANATORY CAROL
Tune: Joy To The World (Rose DeShaw)
What is the source of Christmas stress?
Why must things be this way?
It’s from the media, modeling
Illusory enobling
That we must get it right
No room for Christmas blight
Till your nerves and my nerves
Are strung too tight!
V2 No more let Christmas stress abound
Nor sorrow fill the air
We do the best we can
A holiday to plan
We are not Christmas ads
Not catalogue Moms & Dads
Flawed, often foolish
We make our way
3) Then let true happiness abound
As TV specials say
If they are right that family
(Not gifts for all humanity)
Is the best gift of all
Then we can skip the mall
Comforted by peace that will
Around us fall

Tune: O Come All Ye Faithful (Rose DeShaw) Songs for the heart in this time of bad economy & worry:

O come all ye fearful
Fretful about Christmas
O come ye
O come ye
To reason once again
Come and behold them
All the TV specials
That say it isn’t presents
Or everything just perfect
But who you are and what you do
That mak-kes the day
2)O Sing a little bet-ter
Christmas isn’t madness
All stressed out and chewing out
Your loved ones around
Your TV has nailed it
Calm down and embrace it
They want you sane and happy
And take a little nappy
This really is what’s wanted
On Chri-ismas day.
3) ‘My miserable Christmas’
Website tells the horrors
But all these are just about
How adults behave
Depressing reading
But they teach a lesson
We can improve so easily
Patient and kind so breezily
It’s attitude not plentitude
That makes Christmas day!
4) Whatever we’ve got then
Absolutely will content us
A messy house
A partner louse
They’re ours and we’ll cope
We’ll look for the fun parts
Stretchify our grinch hearts
Relax don’t sweat the small stuff
What we’ve got will be en-ough
The atmosphere at ours will be
Comfy and kind!

City Sidewalks, Busy Sidewalks
Been replaced by the mall
Where the parking’s just awful and ba-ad
Fights will break out
Cops are called out
O the mall is the place
Where corporations all strut their stuff!
O their malls
They appall
Nothing about them says Christmas
Only ding-a-lings bring
Themselves to shop there today

2) If you must shop
Then you should shop
Craft shows, church bazares
Where the sellers made all of the presents
Or some online third world giftings
Like a goat or a well
That’s the sprit of giving – that’s SWELL!
But the mall
It appalls
Do not take part in its furor
Ding-a-lings buy their things
But Christmas day doesn’t mean THAT!

Carols to help you cope with Christmas

(Tune: Here Comes Santa Claus)

Here comes Christmas
I can’t handle it
Expectations by all
Parties, laughter, children singing
Friends who come to call
I’m learning how to say to all
I don’t feel merry & bright
But with your support
I’ll make it through
Another long Christmas night!

(Tune: I’ll Be Home for Christmas)
All those drunken Christmases
All those years of pain
We can put behind us now
Not visit them, again.
You & I are grown now
We can find a way
To keep those drunken Christmases
From killing us today.

(Tune: No Place Like Home For Holidays)
Wish that you had a home for the holidays?
Reach out your hand to those you see in pain
A happy family may be something
that you never had
Friends can help you start a better life again.

I’m dreaming of a just Christmas
Something I’ve never known before
Where the poor have voices
And many choices
Not homeless, cold & hungry anymore
I’m dreaming of a just Christmas
While doing all I can to help
Till a dawn breaks when our world’s come right
And Christmas for us ALL is shining bright!

It’s the most difficult time of the year
With the memories coming
And crowds all succumbing
Where everyone tells you to
Be of good cheer
It’s the most difficult time of the year

It’s the hard-hardest season of all
Boozy get togethers and fighting the weather
Temptations will call
It’s the hard-hardest season of all
But there’s meetings to go to
And others to talk to
No need to stay out in the snow
There’ll be advice for livin’
And life stories given of
Christmases long, long ago

It’s the most difficult time of the year
When your memory’s paining
Your struggles are draining
We’ve been there, my dear
It’s the most difficult time of the year

But there’s meetings to go to
And others to talk to
No need to stay out in the snow
There’ll be advice for living’
And life stories given of
Christmases long, long ago

It’s the most difficult time of the year
When your memory’s paining
Your struggles are draining
We’ve been there, my dear
It’s the most difficult time
It’s the most difficult time
It’s the most difficult time
It’s the most difficult time of the year!

Obama, we were hopeful, cautiously believing
You meant what you said to us — we’d get bo-old change!
Now we know better, here’s our warning letter:
OBAMA WE’LL BE WATCHING,
OBAMA WE’LL BE MARCHING,
OBAMA WE’LL BE HOLDING YOUR FEET TO THE FIRE!

Your first years were frightful — trying to get your bearings,
Oil men and gen’rals whisp’ring into your ears;
Outside, we’re shouting – listen to your people!
OBAMA WE ARE WATCHING,
OBAMA WE ARE MARCHING,
OBAMA WE ARE HOLDING YOUR FEET TO THE FIRE!

Barack, it’s disgraceful, see how things have worsened;
Folks losing jobs and health care, Wall Street running free!
And don’t get me started on military spending –
OBAMA WE ARE WATCHING,
OBAMA WE ARE MARCHING,
OBAMA WE ARE HOLDING YOUR FEET TO THE FIRE!

We are still hopeful, we think you can do it;
Show us real progress, not the same old politics.
Remember your promise, remember who elected you!
OBAMA WE ARE WATCHING,
OBAMA WE ARE MARCHING,
OBAMA WE ARE HOLDING YOUR FEET TO THE FIRE!

When a bill is one hundred pages or more
You have a funny feeling that what it is for
Is to keep you from reading the contents of it
Because if you knew them, you might throw a fit
Tra la la , tweedle dee dee
It gives us a chill
When a bill is so packed full it threatens to spill
Its contents all over those least fit to cope
And she who protests it is labeled a dope

2) When Canada’s crime stats are growing quite low
And a bill comes along that says this isn’t so
Then we’re full of suspicion, it’s throwing us back
To where the U.S. has abandoned that track
Tra la la, tweedle dee dee
We know more about crime
Than we did in the days of our grandparent’s time
We can help some and keep some
from offending again
Not just dump them all into one big prison den

3) So let’s take some out and study this thing
Which is why we’ve come out here to talk and to sing
We’re wary of bills that are switfly passed through
Without contributiions from me and from you
Tra la la, tweedle dee dee
Let’s look at expense
This will cost our province
It doesn’t make sense
Let’s tell Stephen Harper
C-10 is a NO!
And have an election where Tories will Go!
Rose DeShaw

Just the chorus (an EASY & funny tune on youtube)

Bill C-10 is UNCONSTITUTIONAL
Unwise, unjust and unconstitutional
Why will our PM push it through?
Because HE’S not heard complaint from me and you!
2) Bill C-10 is just like an omnibus
Whole bunch of other bills sneaking quickly past us
All the way from immigrants to petty crime
Our PM plans to sneak it past this time!
3) Write your MP – tell him what you think of this
Stop Bill C-10 till it’s fully been explained to us
We know how to really make a ghastly fuss
Let’s show him that he can’t do this to US!
Rose DeShaw, Canada

How do we get a public groundswell going?
How do we stop a bill and bring it down?
How do we show its many faults to others?
We talk it up clear
We tell what we fear
We frown!
Many a thing we have to say about it
Many a thing you need to understand
So Google C-10 today
And tell your MP NO WAY!
So many will be ruined by this plan
How do we solve a problem like this crime bill?
If we fight, we’ll defeat it, yes, you and I sure can!

What Shall We Do With Corp’rat Fat Cats?

Tune of What Shall We Do With a Drunken Sailor? (A minor; start on E)

What shall we do with corp’rat fat cats? (× 3)
Rise up and declaw them!

Way-hay, rise up neighbors! (× 3)
Rise up, seize the morning!

Make them pay their share of taxes! (× 3)
Make haste to expose them!

What shall we do with robber banksters? (× 3)
Rise up and depose them!

Way-hay, rise up neighbors! (× 3)
Rise up, seize the morning!

Strip them of their year-end bonus! (× 3)
Pay those who are working!

What shall we do with Wall Street gamblers? (× 3)
Say: “Your gig is up now!”

Way-hay, rise up neighbors! (× 3)
Riseup, seize the morning!

Toss’m in a cell in fed’ral prison (× 3)
Early in the morning!

Way-hay, rise up neighbors! (× 3)
Rise up, seize the morning!

Granny Paige and the Raging Grannies of Greater Westerly, Rhode Island

Occupy Wall Street

Our budget’s in the ditch,
Our budget’s in the ditch,
Hi-ho, we’re broke, you know,
‘Cuz we don’t tax the rich.

Survival hit a hitch,
Survival hit a hitch,
Boo hoo, what shall we do?
We need to tax the rich!

We’ve occupied their lair,
We’ve occupied their lair,
Hi ho, we wel’l never go,
Until they’ve paid their share!