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

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.

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

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!

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!

(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.

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!

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!