Donald Trump is president
He’ll make America great again
He promised, he threatened to build a great wall
Don’t worry, don’t fret cause

Mexico will pay for it all
Mass deportations must take place
Disappearing-immigrants-without-a-trace
Replacing each brown with a white face

Make America white again!

No longer must we be P.C.
Our speech is now unchained and free
Rape culture and race jokes are so very cool
It’s time for straight white men

To remember they’re the ones who rule
Rude and crude is what we are
We celebrate it near and far
Victory in the culture war

Make America cruel again!

All hail strongman Donald Trump
As cozy as a cancer lump
All data of Muslims, he’ll keep on a list
He’ll know where to find them

Just-in-case-they-try-to-protest
And if they fled from civil wars
To them he will shut our doors
Return them to the blood and gore

Make America white again!

Now that Trump is president
We wonder where our troubles went
Climate change is a hoax from China he thinks
Those scientists are dummies

He bellows with a stinky wink
And Sarah Palin’s the energy wonk
Don’t count on her to drain the swamp
Drill Baby Drill’s her only song

Make the Earth unlivable!

As a Real He-Man, Donald Trump
Gets to grab just what he wants
If women don’t like it
They’d better shut up

They’re here for his pleasure
Not to lift their own lives up
No more abortion right to choose
Who cares if men, their wives abuse
Get ready, all your rights to lose

We want total patriarchy again!

But if to you the good old days
Feel more like a foul disgrace
Raise your voice in protest
And do not wait

If all join together
We won’t have to accept this fate
We must let the whole world know
That Donald Trump will have to go
Put an end to his hate crime show

Make America great…..for……..all!!!

Author; Vicki Ryder
Tune; Which Side Are You On?

CHORUS:
The people or the pipeline? Which side are you on?
The people or the profiteers? Which side are you on?
To sacred lands and burial grounds, the native people come,
And we’ll stand in solidarity until their fight is won.

CHORUS
They gather now at Standing Rock, tribes from throughout the land,
To keep their water and their homes from greedy corporate hands.

CHORUS
Dakota Access Pipeline, your profits bring you shame;
You bulldoze and you terrorize, all in money’s name.

CHORUS
You set your dogs upon the people, and they get thrown in jail,
But they’ll stand and fight with all their might until they do prevail.

CHORUS
Water is a sacred trust, without it we’ll all die;
So we can’t allow that pipeline ’neath the North Dakota sky.

CHORUS
Many hundred years ago you forced them from their homes,
Now they’re rising up to say “No More,” this land you cannot own.

Let’s hear it for HB2,

Protecting me and you;

Now you won’t have to fear

That anyone queer

Will be peeing next to you.

 

Let’s hear it for HB2,

And the bigots who voted it through;

Now you all must prove

When your bowels move

That you know just who is who.

 

So check the sign on the door
And then do something more,
Prove your sex
To the old rednecks

Who voted for this law.
With five minutes to decide,

They set gay rights aside;

And bigotry

Has been set free,
But we still have our pride.

 

And there’s one thing we all know.

As we did to old Jim Crow:
Again and again
We’ll fight ’til we win!

HB2 has got to go!

CHORUS:

They lie through their teeth with the greatest of ease,

Those bigots who’d bring us all down to our knees;

So we’ve got to stand strong and repeal Hate Bill 2,

It’s not just about bathrooms, we know.

 

They thought they’d distract us with a transgender law,

But we’ve read the fine print and we know it’s much more:

Taking rights from our workers, our cities and towns...

It’s not just about bathrooms, we know.

REPEAT CHORUS

 

Minimum wages and fair labor laws

Are some of the things that we’re now fighting for;

And the right to appeal in our very own state

When we face injustice, racism and hate.

 

They think they’re immune from our fed-er-al laws,

And ignore them just like in the old Civil War.

But we’ll fight them in court and we’ll rage and we’ll roar,

‘Cause it’s not just about bathrooms, we know.

REPEAT CHORUS

 

The homophobes pushing this bill quickly through

Thought we’d be fooled by the language they drew.

Government overreach surely must be

When they start making laws about where we can pee.

 

So it’s Monday in Raleigh, and we’re back today

To tell Pat McCrory that we’re here to stay,

And we’ll keep coming back if he drags us away...

‘Cause it’s not just about bathrooms, we know.

REPEAT CHORUS

 

 

 

Gender Rights Are Human Rights

Tune: "Battle Hymn of the Republic"
Lyrics by Sunny Armer, Raging Grannies WOWW

Raging Grannies were assigned as girls, though it could be some were not.
We recognize that gender can have many different slots.
We need transgender voices to inform us what is what.
Gender rights are human rights.

CHORUS:
No more insults, no more slander!
No more right-wing propaganda!
Our bodies are our own, and we decide where we belong.
Gender rights are human rights.

Not all trans folks have surgery; transition's where they start.
Heterosexists say they just like rearranging body parts.
Their outsides may look different, but inside their same old hearts
Gender rights are human rights.

They know what clothes they want to wear, so give them a fair chance.
Trans women may change from pants to skirts, trans men from skirts to pants.
They choose to lead or follow or go solo when they dance.
Gender rights are human rights.

Grammar causes problems that we must try to erase.
She and he are not the only pronouns for the human race.
Gender isn’t binary, let’s each choose our own case.
Gender rights are human rights.

Public bathrooms cannot be a truly private place.
Bigots say that trans folks’ plumbing ought to match their face.
Gender-neutral bathrooms would be the safest space.
Gender rights are human rights.

The Nazis killed transgender folks; extremists do it still.
Even now some governments demand that they be killed.
In New York we can organize to pass the GENDA bill*
Gender rights are human rights.

REPEAT CHORUS


*GENDA is the proposed Gender Expression Non-Discrimination Act in New York State.

Hear the song at https://youtu.be/cfsFc5kdJZI

An unelected manager
In Flint, Michigan
Switched its source of water to
The filthy River Flint
.
Drinking water full of lead
And Legionnaire’s disease
Saved the town a bit of dough
The governor was pleased
.
Most residents of Flint are black
So they don’t really count
Their city’s debts must be repaid
Their rights, the state could flout
.
The governor apologized
To Flint and all the land
Lead poisoning and early death
Were not what he had planned
.
Or so he claimed, but history
Tells a different tale
The manager and governor’s staff
Revealed it in emails
.
The people wrote and called and went
To meetings by the score
Toting jugs of water foul
But they were black and poor
.
These people now have dire needs
To meet them it will cost
Lead poisoning won’t go away
There’s so much they have lost
.
They need special ed services,
And ongoing healthcare
Flint’s debts are now more than repaid
The state must pick up its share.

People are Homeless

tune: People are Strange

by Nora Freeman, NYC-metro gaggle 8/19/15

People are homeless
Cause they can’t pay the
Rents that their greedy
Landlords demand

Or they were burnt out
Of an apartment
That was a death trap:
The landlord’s plan

Got no home
Cops think that you are a crime
On the street
And you should be doing time
Because you’ve, got no home
Got no ho-ome

Homeless and hungry
Freeze in the winter
Roast in the summer
It’s all stress and strife

Let’s build some new housing
For impov'rished people
Fix some old buildings
Now, that is pro-life

Song for ATLAH

tune: Puff the Magic Dragon

by Nora Freeman

NYC-metro gaggle

11/22/15

 

We’re demonic homos

We’re out to sodomize

Your dear sweet lovely little ones

And tell them dirty lies

 

They’ll learn the gay agenda

And not the ABCs

We’ll turn them into terrorists

The Koran they will read

 

Disciples of Obama

That’s what they will be

They’ll blow up churches everywhere

And then get gay-married

 

But maybe there’s a problem

With our satanic scheme

Gays and fundies of all kinds

Are on opposing teams

 

Hate to bust your bubble

But delusional you are

Your fanatic ravings

Have gone way too far

 

Tell puppetmaster Dobson

That the jig is up

Time to stop dividing us

And practice Christian love

Homeless Puff

Tune: Puff the Magic Dragon

By Nora Freeman, NYC-metro gaggle, 8/18/15

Puff the Magic Dragon
No longer has a home
Through the streets of Honali
He must sadly roam

He tried the shelter system
And fled all full of fright
This fire-breather felt safer
In the streets at night

Puff is but a fantasy
But not so human beings
They’re made of blood and bones and other
Messy fragile things

In city streets and shelters
They just can’t meet their needs
For protection from the elements,
Safety and privacy

Families with children
Childless adults too
All need homes to live in
Just like me and you

No more gentrification
We need a people’s housing plan
A clean safe home for everyone
On this we take our stand

Bombs rain down, in your town,
Cries of terror and dread,
Restless sleep, mothers weep,
Circling drones fly overhead.

Come to me, refugee,
I lift my lamp high.
By my light in the night
You’ll be safe by and by.

Flee you must! Those you trust
Trudge for months, days, and hours,
Moving on, through the dawn,
Child of war and child of ours.

Come to me, refugee,
May your terror be past.
By my light in the night
May you know peace at last.

Here we stand, with helping hands,
Reaching out to war’s victims;
Pledging now, a solemn vow,
That we’ll welcome you in.

Come to me, refugee,
You, the tired, the poor.
By my light in the night
Welcome now to our shores.

WE’RE the Raging Grannies and we’re here to take a stand,
To KEEP choice free for women and to keep our families planned.
We WON’T go back to hangers if our right to choose is banned.
We RAGE for women’s lives.

CHORUS: NO more dying in back alleys.
WE’LL keep raging in these rallies
UnTIL we stop these crazy schemes against Planned Parenthood;
We RAGE for women’s lives.

We STAND here [on the street] and wonder at the sad disgrace
That the RIGHTS for which we fought might disappear without a trace.
So we STAND now with Planned Parenthood to save the human race.
We RAGE for women’s lives.

We’ve COME here to [this rally] and it’s not just for the sport,
To TELL the world that we must keep the rights for which we fought,
The RIGHT to plan our families and the freedom to abort.
We RAGE for women’s lives.
REPEAT CHORUS

We WON’T lie down and take it if they make these budget cuts
While they SPEND our taxes for their wars; we think that’s really nuts!
It’s TIME to tell the world there can’t be any ifs or buts,
We NEED Planned Parenthood!
REPEAT CHORUS

We’ll remember in November
When we vote, as well we should,
How you tried to regulate us
And to kill Planned Parenthood.

We fought hard for women’s ri-ights
And we won’t go back in time.
Keep abortion free and legal;
It’s our choice – it’s not a crime.

You men in office think you own us
But our bodies belong to us.
Keep your laws off my vagina;
You have no bus’ness in my uterus.

You would keep us in the kitchen,
Barefoot and pregnant, too.
But we’ll remember in November
And vote you out! Your time is through!

Oh, Planned Parenthood, what they do is good
For women’s health and women’s choice.
So this time we’re getting organized;
We rise together with one voice.

And we’ll remember in November
When we vote, as well we should.
We will vote you out of office
And we’ll save Planned Parenthood.

You’ve been serving time in prison

For lo, these many long years

Too bad you didn’t snort powdered coke

Like the Wall Street billionaires

 

You’re not jailed for rape or murder

Or other atrocities

You didn’t do the widespread fraud

That crashed our economy

 

You’re black and you smoked crack

Now you’re never coming back

You’re far away from home

We got tough on crime

You’re doing lots of time

Many miles from home

 

The prison-industrial complex

Keeps the upstate economy going

It gets its raw materials

From inner-city neighborhoods

 

This, is, the war on drugs

It’s eating young people of color alive

Bust those laws wide ohhh-pen

This has got to stop

Their hands are up

Do not shoot them

They can still breathe

Do not chokehold them

And on your beat whatever you do

Realize they’re as human as you

 

[bridge]

Jaywalking and selling loose ciggies

Are not capital crimes

Is murder okay cause they’re just black folks

Better change your minds

 

This belief

You must suspend

The nightmare of p’lice

Brutality must end

Accountability there must be

In the so-called land of the free

I am just a detainee at Guantanamo

I have been here such a long time

That time itself no longer mea-eans anything

My life is done!

Though my heart continues beating I long for death to come

[humming]

 

Kidnapped by some warlord’s thugs and sold for a bounty

Of five thousand dirty dollars

To Americans who cared not for my innocence

No trial, no end

To torture n deprivation of family and friends

[humming]

 

(this verse corresponds to the last one of the original, starting with “In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade”)

I’m fully cleared to be released

from this hell on earth

And yet I still remain here

Imprisoned by America,

the beacon of democracy

Now it’s time, heed the call

De-efend habeas corpus, to protect the rights of all

[humming]

lie la lie, etc.

In the West Bank

And in Gaza

Occupation

Reigns supreme

Palestinians’

Daily lives there

Can only be described as grim

 

An apartheid wall

Through the West Bank

Takes away most

Of the land

That could ever be

A Palestinian state

It creates facts on the ground

 

There’s a blockade

On the Gaza Strip

It’s been going

On for years

The population’s

On a “diet”

That would keep most of us in tears

 

Human rights have

No exceptions

They’re for each and

Every one

Don’t repress them

Let’s protect them

In every place under the sun

Stanley Tookie Williams

The founder of the Crips

Was on death row for his misdeeds

And his life it took a twist

 

Writing books for children

Then became his way

To tell the nation’s boys and girls

Away from gangs to stay

 

But Gov’nor Terminator

Was tanking in the polls

So Tookie could not be removed

From the killing rolls

 

People ‘round the country

And all over the world

Raised their voice in his defense

But the guv flipped them the bird

 

His killing, it was botched, so

They tortured him to death

Barbarians we have become

We must reverse this path

 

Not only Tookie Williams

But a thousand others too

We can reverse, we must reverse

It’s up to me and you

 

 

 

Right here, in our country

There exist

Children who don’t have enough food

They are in our midst

 

Each day, they go to school with

Emptiness

Grumbling in their tummies

How can they learn like this

 

No oatmeal, berries, yogurt or

chicken, carrots, or cole slaw

Sustain them

Some wonder why they don’t care to

Read or write like others do

But their hunger

Drains them

 

Food stamps would help their families

To provide

Enough and more nutritious

Food so their kids can thrive

 

Farmers’ markets and gardens

Could help a lot

But parents need money to buy food

That’s what so many have not

 

Their kids need good food just the same

As yours and mi-ine,

We should be ashamed!

 

 

Unique and precious

Is each boy and girl

Every single one

All around the world

 

Some are normal

Whatever that means

But so many others

Have much greater needs

 

There was a place

Known as Willowbrook

A place of mis’ry

Where we didn’t have to look

 

Instead of school

It’s where THOSE kids went

But the ones from rich families

To private schools were sent

 

Education is a human right

Into darkness, it shines a light

Let’s meet all the needs of all of our kids

Brilliant, average, special ed

 

 

 

 

 

A B C D E F G

Don’t you take my school from me

Charters don’t take every kid

But you fund them like they did

No more bubbling standardized tests

They don’t measure real progress

 

Like rich kids I need the arts

Modern labs would be a start

Some of us have special needs, but

All are flowers, none are weeds

Educate each one of us

Don’t send us to the back-of-the-bus!

 

In nineteen hundred fifty four

Supreme Court opened schoolhouse doors

To students of every race

Don’t bring back the bad old days

Education’s an expense that

Costs far less than ignorance

 

 

One bright sunny day
In Ferguson MO (say: “moe”)
Michael Brown was-shot-and-killed
For walking in the road
Hands up in the air
No weapon had he
He was yet another victim
Of police brutality

(bridge)
Eric Garner, Sean Bell
Amadou Dillo
Ramarley Graham
And Ousmane Zongo
It’s a long mournful list
Growing all the time
Moms and dads weep
And watch their kids die

Into the streets
Streamed his family and friends
To protest the death of
Another young black man
The cops were ready
With military gear
Like foreign invaders
Filling everyone with fear

(bridge)
People of color
Have the right
To walk outdoors
Any day or night
The mission of the cops
Is to serve and protect
Respect for all
Is what we all expect

We Will Remember
(Tune: “The Water is Wide”)
Lyrics by Vicki Ryder (2014)

 
We will remember Michael Brown,
Eighteen years old when they shot him down.
A human being just in his prime,
And “walking black” was his only “crime.”

Jonathan Ferrell, Emmett Till,
Kimani Gray, Traveres McGill,
Trayvon Martin, Sean Bell,
And Oscar Grant, we remember well....

We Grannies all cry out in pain
To see it happen once again.
We worked to end Jim Crow at last,
And we won’t go back to our racist past.

The cops with guns across our land
Have got to stop and understand
That all of us are Michael Brown...
And tho’ they try, they won’t keep us down.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

View it on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdmeNHudy6c

 

We’re teachers, doctors, students in debt,
Grandmothers, ministers, housewives, vets.
So here’s the thing that we don’t get:
Which of us is the imminent threat?

We work for a living our whole lives through,
Working three jobs when two won’t do;
Earning minimum wage, dragged down by debt,
So which of us is the imminent threat?

You take away our Medicaid and poison our wells,
You lock our kids in private prison cells,
We’re mighty angry, you can bet,
But which of us is the imminent threat?

You ignore the Constitution and the Bill of Rights,
You change the rules in the middle of the night.
But you ain’t seen the last of us yet,
’Cause you’re the ones who are the imminent threat!

 

 

 

I’m a corporation
And I believe in god
That doesn’t mean I have to do
Anything that’s hard

Like having safe workplaces
For my employees
Or making sure my waste products
Don’t kill all the trees

Though I’m a legal fiction
My immortal soul
Will surely go to hell if I
Cover birth control

Whether they are Hindu
A Jew or atheist
All my female workers
Must submit to this

Corporate Christians can both
Have and eat our cake
Control employees’ private lives
While they work without a break

Post-birth human beings
Have no right to life
But the new corporate life form
Will never ever die!

I’m a single mom of three
Their dad died “accidentally”
On the job in construc….tion
Now all three need counseling
Their school said try a private shrink
There’s been a budget reduc…tion
One’s cutting school, and another gets drunk
And the youngest just stays home and weeps
I have to work to pay the rent
So I’m home mostly when they’re sleep….ing  [anticipate]

There’s not enough food
Even with my three jobs
I try not to be rude [anticipate]
But it’s food stamps or we starve

Wendy’s, Walmart and Burger King
Are my employers
The wages that they’re paying
Make them my exploiters

Neighbors whisper that I’m
Not much of a mother
Some say it is time [anticipate]
To place my kids with another

All my life I tried and tried
To do what you’re supposed to
Now I’m stuck in this plight
This is what I’m reduced to

Being poor
Isn’t a crime
Turning your backs
That’s the REAL crime!

When Mubarak ruled in Egypt land

Hosni we’re glad you’re gone

His rule was with an iron hand

Egypt must move on

 

CHORUS

Fear and terror

Lived in Egyptian hearts

As the modern pharaoh

Maintained stability

 

Hosni was the perfect host

The CIA said so

For detainee renditions he did the most

And never once said no

 

CHORUS

Fear and terror

Lived in Egyptian hearts

As the modern pharaoh

Maintained stability

 

You and I, we paid the bills

A billion every year

Responsible for those he killed

And those who lived in fear

 

NEW CHORUS

Now Egyptians

Must control their destiny

And maybe, they’ll have

Accountability!

Imagine no more prisons,
It isn’t hard to do
No more human outcasts
It’s up to me and you

Imagine education
And jobs for everyone
[interlude]

You may say I’m crazy
But I’m not the only one
Nobody’s born bad or lazy
Earth is where we all come from

Imagine true equality
I wonder if you can
All one human family
Every woman, child, and man

Imagine peace and justice
All over the world
[interlude]

You may say I’m crazy
But I’m not the only one
Nobody’s born bad or lazy
Earth is where we all come from

Every ethnic group and country
Skin of every hue
All religions, no religion
And every gender too

Many differences among us
But much more is the same
[interlude]

You may say I’m crazy
But I’m not the only one
Nobody’s born bad or lazy

Earth is where we all come from

If someone bombs a neighborhood

It has to be understood

That civilians will be in the path

Of their bombs,

Their firebombs,

Their cluster bombs,

Their deadly bombs,

Those civilians will die

From those bombs

In ’45, from Nuremburg

Around the world this vow was heard

Never again to close our eyes, to war crimes

War crimes

War crimes     

To everyone this law applies

Never again to close our eyes

To war crimes

We’re telling you this is the time

For human rights in Palestine

Checkpoints, siege, and a-part-heid

Can’t go on

President Obama, please

Don’t keep a people on their knees

Never again means every single

Human being

Occupation

Occupation

Occupation

Breeds resistance

 

Negotiation

Negotiation

Negotiation

Will bridge the distance

 

Arabs suffer like we do

When bombs they are subjected to

Just like Jewish kids

Their kids cry too.

 

Israel, talk to your enemies

It is the only way to make peace

The violent cycle must cease

P’litical pris’ners must be released

Israelis please! Israelis please!

End the occupa-a-a-ation.

Israelis have a terrible problem

And they're told that it will extinguish them

It's called demography; they don't know what to do

And so democracy is now their problem too

It's called demography; they don't know what to do

And so democracy is now their problem too

Demographically the situation's this
The Jewish nature of Israel's at risk
Because the birthrates simply aren't matching up
To keep the population Jewish enough

And so maintaining a majority of Jews
Is an effort that is fated to lose

 

The Palestinians are standing in the way

Of Jewish Israel and so they’re made to pay

Jews all around the world are going gray

At the ethnic cleansing carried out in their names

Jews all around the world are going gray

At the ethnic cleansing carried out in their names

 

The Holocaust was a crime of genocide

And such horrors we no longer can abide

Nev’r again refers to each and every one

Every mother, father, daughter and son

Nev’r again refers to each and every one

Every mother, father, daughter and son