Re-Elected Barack Obama: Come at Me

democratic dialouge Father, must I go to work? No, my lucky son. We're living on Easy Street On dough from Washington We've left it up to Uncle Sam so dont get exercised Nobody has to give a damn_ We've all been subsidized But if Sam treats us all so well and feeds us milk and honey, Please, Daddy, tell me what the Hell he's going to use for money Dont worry, Bub, there's not a hitch in this here noble plan_ he simply soaks the filthy rich and helps the common man But, Father, wont there come a time when they run out of cash and we have left them not a dime when things will go to smash My faith in you is shrinking, son you nosey little brat you do to much damn thinking,son, to...