Troubled times and the media is enabling it. We must therefore enable our own spirits despite what we see or read.
A solo effort channeling a little old time southern gospel. I kept the vocal hook and stick playing to a minimal dirge and let the rhythm loop lift the song in moments.
Lyrics
i'm a' gettin' tired i'm a' gettin' tired
i'm a' gettin' tired talkin' armageddon
oh what a year it's been
20-not-so-sweet-16
the angels' food mess smeared on the
party dress
was spread a little thin
oh what a sick scene
the american dream was a constant
stream
that enabled all the bigots who would be
king
to be posing atop the cake
to be dangling the hate bait
while they're taking their time licking off
the icing
well it's never too late for us to sing
spread the love and just keep talking
i'm a' gettin' tired i'm a' gettin' tired
i'm a' gettin' tired talkin' armageddon
black is the new black
well that's whack
you know it's always been that
but white has a new plight
take it easy on white
they've just joined the fight
the troubles lie in between
shades of gray color this brown scene
as the loud men of green
try and shatter this immigrant dream
i'm a' gettin' tired i'm a' gettin' tired
i'm a' gettin' tired talkin' armageddon
the bubble walls are diseased
all our little bubbles are getting squeezed
from the DNC to the LGBT
like the arctic seas
we're all melting
i'm a' gettin' tired i'm a' gettin' tired
i'm a' gettin' tired talkin' armageddon