You Gotta Be Kiddin' Me

My after work thoughts, feelings . . .

YOU GOT TO BE KIDDIN’ ME

[Chorus]

You got to be kiddin’ me

You got to be kiddin’ me

I thought this was the land of the free

But the people I see

Don’t look free to me

And nobody’s smilin’ much these days

 

[Verse 1]

Now, they want a transit tax

And more property tax

Add the income tax; up to our necks deep

The price of groceries

The price of gasoline

So little of my small paycheck to keep

 

[Chorus]

You got to be kiddin’ me

You got to be kiddin’ me

I thought this was the land of the free

But the people I see

Don’t look free to me

And nobody’s smilin’ much these days

 

[Verse 2]

You know they want the guns

But without guns we’re done

And there’s nowhere to run to anymore

The distress is worldwide

A Roller-coaster ride

Buckle up my friends the Serpent's at the door

 

[Chorus]

You got to be kiddin’ me

You got to be kiddin’ me

I thought this was the land of the free

But the people I see

Don’t look free to me

And nobody’s smilin’ much these days

 

[Verse 3]

The little 'g' god

A fist and a rod

They expect you to nod in agreement

But once you cave in

There’s no savin’

The remnants of freedom and liberty


[Instrumental]


[Verse 4]

Now, they want a transit tax

And more property tax

Add the carbon tax; up to our necks deep

The price of electricity

The price of tyranny

So little of my patriot pride to keep

 

[Chorus]

You got to be kiddin’ me

You got to be kiddin’ me

I thought this was the land of the free

But the people I see

Don’t look free to me

And nobody’s smilin’ much these days

Nobody’s smilin’ much these days

Nobody’s smilin’ much these days.

 

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