To the tune of American 🇺🇸 Pie 🥧 Some of it has multiple choices

A long, long time ago, I can still remember (RENEGADES REGULATORS SPARTAN BEACHES …)

Sparta you a muse sings …

Enjoy ☺️ the song 🎵

How the U.S. used to make me smile

And I knew if I had my chance

That I could make those people prance

And maybe they'd be kinder for a while

But the Persian Gulf made me shiver

With every news source I’d devour

Bad news at our doorsteps

I couldn't take one more look

I can remember how I cried

When I read about Americans side

But something changed me deep inside

The day the people took sides

(America’s Great Divide)

So, bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry

And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

Singin', "This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die"

==== cut out

So, why, why, Miss America Tried,

Drove my Youth to The Couth, cause The Youth was Truth.

And them good old boys were

Spewing’ Hatred and lies

Singin', "This'll be the day that they die

This'll be the day the U.S. dies”

=== end cut

Did you see the looks of judge?

Did you shoot for faith in God above

If the Bible tells you so?

Now do you believe in love and soul

Can humans save our morals, Bro

And can you teach me how to Breathe real slow?

Version 2

(And do you have love in humans above

If the logic tells you so?

Do you believe in lock 'n' load?

Can politics save your tormented soul?

And can you teach me how to Breathe real slow?)

***********END VIDEO NOW!!!

Well, I know that you're in love with him

Cause I saw you preaching of the sins

We both kicked off our shoes

Then I live those prisms and views

I was a lonely teenager humpin’ ruck

With a pink complexion & an Army Truck

But I knew I was out of luck

The day my battle buddy tried

And do you have love in humans above

If the logic tells you so?

Do you believe in lock 'n' load?

Can politics save your tormented soul?

And can you teach me how to Breathe real slow?

I started singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie"

Drove my Heavy to The Bevy, but The Bevy was dry

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

Singin', "This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die"

———break here ——

I started singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie"

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dryness

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

Singin', "This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die"

(I saw a mall shooter dead on the tiles

With a brink complexion and 4 deaths Picked up

The day the mall boy died)

I started singin', "Cry-Cry -Miss Liberty dies

Drove my Scary to The Friendly, but The Friendly was dry

Them good old boys were speaking Freedom Inside

Singin', "This'll be the day that I cry

This'll be the day that I cry"

——- End break—-

Now for ten years we've been on our own

And WEALTH grows fat on a spinnin’ stone

But that's not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen

In a coat he borrowed from Times Obscene

And a choice that came for you and me

/////Now for many years we've been on our own

And wealth grows fat on a spinning’ stone

But that's not how it used to be

When the diverter came for the dumb and the green

In a look he brought from history seen

\\\\\ End Break

Oh, and while the Queen was looking down

The jesters grew its horny crowd

The boardroom was concerned

No perfect was discerned

And why Freedoms Bled, dumb like a Fox

Puppeteers practiced in the dark

And we watched movies in the park

The day humanity died

I started singin', "Cry-Cry -Miss Liberty dies

Drove my Scary to The Friendly, but The Friendly was dry

Them good old boys were speaking Freedom Inside

Singin', "This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die"

Helter Skelter in the summer swelter

* Helter Skelter on the world shelter

The birds flew off with a fallout shelter

* the banks flew off with a bailout schedule

Eight miles high and fallin' fast

* Rates sky high and crawling fast

It landed fowl on the grass

* It branded scowls on the class

The players tried for a forward pass

* The day traders tried for a forward mast

With the “less-than” on the sidelines in a cast

Now, the half-time BLAIR was sweet perfume

While the PLAYBOYS played a CHARGING tune

We all got up to parlance

Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the SPEAKERS tried to take the field

The marching HATE refused to yield

Do you recall what was revealed

The day HUMANITY died?

((And do you have love in humans above

If the logic tells you so?

Do you believe in lock 'n' load?

Can politics save your tormented soul?

And can you teach me how to Breathe real slow?)

We started singin', "Bye-bye, List Americans lies”

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

And singin', "This'll be the day that they die

This'll be the day that YOU die"

======

And now:

Oh, then now , we are all in one place

All Generations lost in cyberspace

With no time left to start again

So come on, Attack be nimble, Attack be quick

Attack Trolls rage on a constant uptick

* Cause hate is divisions best friend

*

Oh, and as I watched them on the stage

My hands were clenched in fists of rage

* My heart broken open in twists to engage

No angel born in Hell

* No angles born in Hell

Could break that Satan's spell

* Could wake Ms. INFORMATION’s swell

And as the flames climbed high into the night

* Claims climbed high into the Sites

To light the sacrificial rite

* to light the superficial spite

I saw Satan laughing with delight

* I saw Liars laughing with delight

The day the music died

* the day my free speech died

He was singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Spy"

Drove my words to The online, but The online was sly

Them good old boys were

Spittin’ shadow bans & lies

And singin', "This'll be the day that she dies

This'll be the day that I die"

===

I met a girl who sang the blues

* I was a girl who claimed the news

And I asked her for some happy news

* And I freely gave all some happy views

But she just smiled and turned away

* But wealth just smirked and pushed me away

I went down to the sacred store

* I went down to that sacred store

Where I'd heard the music years before

* Where I’d known the truth years before

But the man there said the music wouldn't play

* But the pain there said the humans wouldn’t stay

And in the streets, the children screamed

* and in the boards, the children dreamed

The lovers cried and the poets dreamed

* Unkind bothers lied and the poets unseen

But not a word was spoken

* But no human word was posted

The church bells all were broken

* The brain cells all were stolen

And the three things I admire most

* The You, Me and the We

They caught the last train for the coast

* They took the last brain for the roast

The day Human Kind died

And they were singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie"

* And they were singin’ Hi-High, Miss Love A.I.

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry

* Drove my brainy to the Query but the Query was a lie

And Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

* And Them good old rich were drinkin water in the sky

Singin', "This'll be the day that they die

This'll be the day that Earth dies”

=====

They were singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie"

* They were leaving’: “Bye, Bye Blue Marble Sky”

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry

* Road my wealth to the rocket, where to space we will fly

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

Singin', "This'll be the day the poor die"