Hey Mr Government ( song lyrics/acoustic guitar)

Song Lyrics

Song lyrics for acoustic guitar

(The chords are G D A)


Hey mister president,

Thanks for dropping by 

I hope you know that I

Wanted you to try and break us free


Hey mister president 

Did you know that I have sent

A letter to our government

But it was never relevant or read to you


Hey mister government 

Thank you for the times

And Thank you for my dimes 

And thank you fr'all the lies 

But it's just  a fools game anyhow 


Hey mister senator

I hope your feeling proud 

With your head up in clouds

 a wife you sleep around 

Pictured is a man who looks just like you


Hey mister president 

I hope you play my song

On the white houses front lawn 

And that it makes you think about 

What it means 

To be 

Counted on for change 

But not a pocket full of dimes 

Or building walls  or speeding fines 

Just a voice to keep my time 

And we will all hold hands and sing

with a voice that is the meaning 


Of tomorrow 

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Im sad for my country

current affairs


im sad for my country

cos nice guys finish last

im sad for my country

cos of its evil chequered past

im sad for my country

cos the media's so biased

im sad for my country

cos the system just tries us


im sad for my country

being brainwashed by the elite

im sad for my country

the people get treated like sheep

im sad for my country

the media in the torys pocket

im sad for my country

and theres no way to stop it


im sad for my country

cos the people who run the world

im sad for my country

its controlled by the underworld

im sad for my country

bloodline of cain own everything

im sad for my country

and profit from war n suffering


im sad for my country

cos good guys finish last

im sad for my country

and all the evidence of that

im sad for my country

will be plain to see next month

im sad for my country

when Labour will be out of luck


im sad for my country

but nothing to do with luck at all

im sad for my country

dice are loaded, I am appauled

im sad for my country

the system is so entrenched

im sad for my country

it stinks; a real bad stench


im sad for my country

things changing soon, not just yet

im sad for my country

when it does: heaven sent

im sad for my country

until then, its just a con

im sad for my country

yet life goes on


Author's Notes/Comments: 

written in advance of the 2017 general election in the UK

Cant vote wont vote

Cant vote wont vote

I wont be voting Mr politician
Because I've got no fixed abode
Once a proud British soldier
Now I walk a lonely road
I swapped the medals on my chest
For a blanket and some food
I no longer guard the Queen
She will not think I'm rude
I don’t have a TV set
Politicians I despise
My own film is in my head
I can still hear those men’s cries
Of comrades long gone now
They will be with me to the end
We once made a vow
This Country we would defend
Some say that not to vote
Would be an awful shame
Be we veterans no the truth
Your all the bloody same.


© Tony McNally
Author's Notes/Comments: 

There is a general election next week in the UK, this is why I wrote this poem.

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Election Bingo 2013

 Election Bingo 2013


The election is coming roundabout

It’s time for us to sort it out

With lies and snipes and promised gold

The game is on for young and old


With three old parties from the past

They all deserve to run dead last

It is our lives with which they play

It’s way past time we had our say


Our paradise you give away

To foreign interests day by day

We dig it up and ship it off

The mining rich at us you scoff


To share the wealth it is a crime

Our men have died to give you time

You pay no tax, you keep it all

Your house of greed in time will fall


And the “Retail Giants” don’t help out

They’ve bashed the farmers all about

Crushed small business all to dust

They need a future, that’s a must


The greedy banks we have today,

Are running wild and boy we pay

We’ve bailed them out, we’ve kept them rich

They won’t help us when life’s a bitch


We’ve paid to keep the car mob’s growing

Building cars that won’t keep going

No hybrids here, just petrol tanks

It’s all because they’re run by yanks


The CSG crowd came to town

Clean and green all up and down

They’ll take the cash then do the bolt

They’ve done it before, now who’s at fault?


In the shadows lurk the “Nuclear Rats”

Trading in lies while living on the fat

Uranium should be left in the ground

It’s our children’s future we can’t let them down


And let’s not leave the media out

On all issues they’ve too much clout

They twist and beat the facts around

Until we can’t tell up from down


Their views are skewed by self interest

They always show their horse as best

The common goods not their concern

It’s all for them, the rest can burn


We’ve let the pollies bow to all these

They’ve brought our families to their knees

It’s time for us to nail them down

Before they shoot thru out of town


Now Tony Abbott says he knows

He’ll show us how to, just say “no”

It seems that where he wants to be

Is back in 1963


He says that when he gets the votes

He’ll show us how to stop the boats

They’re human lives he’s talking about

But does he care, I have some doubt


He’ll cut from health, he’ll cut from schools

There are no complaints from old sick fools

He wants to change back all they’ve done

We’ve paid for it once, the waste has begun


Turnbull, Hockey, wait in the wings

They both dream of bigger things

Julie Bishop’s “Death Ray Stare”

You know what’s coming, best take care


Bob Katter has a lot to say

But only if you’re straight, not gay

Gay marriage rights are settled here

They’re human rights, it’s crystal clear


Barnaby Joyce wears a different hat

He still thinks that the world is flat

He wants it like the way it was

No future for the kids of Oz



Clive Palmer’s jumped into the ring

And is going to fix up everything

He’ll put Australia up on blocks

Then cut it up and sell it off


A ship from history he wants to build

Foreign workers used cause we’re not skilled

Why not plant the seed in our own soil

Reward our country for your dreams toil


He throws eggs from the far cheap seats

And tells us all the ones he’ll beat

Pride always cometh before the fall

Success or regret, it’s too close to call


An “Angry” man has joined the fray

His former life he’s gave away

A trip in a boat has changed his mind

A solution for this he wants to find


He used to be a wild young rocker

His ride in Canberra could be a shocker

He can’t run rough over the people down there

He’s a much better chance of growing long hair


Julia says she has a plan

She’ll move us forward, every man

But the party can’t decide who’ll lead

While they all fight, we all bleed



Ruddy started out alright

Insulation, school buildings, solar light

But people are afraid to change

In 20 years who will we blame?


Warm houses powered by the sun

Our hi speed cable will be fun

Our country now should lead the way

We’ve got it all, and we can pay



Christine, Adam, Sarah Young

The Greens are aiming for the sun

But to change it all within a day

You have to learn the way to play


You have to teach, you have to show

Don’t go too fast, just go slow

The big three have maligned you all

Australia now should hear your call


And wise and old Nick Xenophon

It’s just a shame he’s only one

He stands up and he stands up tall

He’s the only one with balls


He talks with calm, he talks with sense

He just won’t sit up on the fence

He tackles tough, he plays the ball

He fights for one, he fights for all


The barrel rolls and the numbers drop

The decisions made we have to cop

Democracy is not an ego game

Our apathy now is our future shame


It’s time to speak up, have your say

Black or white, straight or gay

Our future now is in on the brink

Don’t let it all wash down the sink



So there’s your choices, have a pick

Some are good, some are thick

But just remember when you vote

One day we might be on the boat.



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The Transition

As I look into your eyes
I no longer see a man who despises
But someone who realizes that as a people we can rise
A man who realize that our lives and his children’s lives can be better if we all strive…..
There are challenges ahead
Changes we may dread
But it is no more than what our grandparents have seen
No more than the streams of blood our ancestors bleed…

Martin Luther King had a dream
And though he died
His children have seen
That it was not just his dream
But the dream of America
Red, yellow, white, black and green

So the voices of the majority has been heard
And as you glance into the mirror
You too see the transition that has occurred.

God Bless the United States of America!!!!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Be one of the first to mark the defining moment in history. This framed work is an original piece perfectly describing the transition in America’s presidential history. It is the perfect piece to display at the home or company office.

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