I Played By The Rules That They Taught Me In Schools.

I played by the rules that they taught me in schools.
And yet when we won they called us all fools.
I won the race to the top of a heap
with a fortune of money I was promised I’d keep.

But instead they had lied and couldn’t agree
that all of that fortune now was for me.
No, now they have new rules we can now see,
Even though they might make a criminal of me.

I’ll tell you the criminals are the ones who make rules
they change as they go – they are the fools.
And as for the rest of you – you are their mules,
as you serve for a season to earn as their tools.

If we've still freedom, we'll have to refuse
To listen as these fools decide what to choose.
They can turn up the heat and turn down the screws
But I promise in the end those fools can now lose.

Because you as the public are ready for truths,
And you know that their rhetoric is making you lose.
You need a leader that will really refuse
To spend all your money like they like to choose.

Out Reid out Pelosi, out Frank and out Dodd
Out Barack and the others that think they are God
Out bureaucrats, lawyers, police and bad judges.
Out arrogant Wall street bankers with grudges

Out fanciful artists with your heads in your rears,
And you sports stars with pockets but heads without ears
Out ACLU that kills life but loves queers
Out fraudulent pornmakers – tis time for your tears.

My God is above all of this hype and this lore
My God is the one who will destroy all of yours
He allows me to serve in the most lowly place
As you watch me now serve with a smile on my face.

You see you are this time to determined to see
That you get the money I say is for me
But neither will I ever give you a dime
Cuz’ this time I’ll collect while serving some time

For now I’m a dissident of the new KGB
I will not let you steal what was hard earned by me
In fact according to your foolish rules
You have to keep me while I build my tools.

Well my tools are knowledge and wisdom of truth
Yours are mere words that you change as you shoot
You are the fools that think you’re so right
But I’ll change your rules as I sit in your sight

My tools are words that change minds and right hearts
And appeal to the weary who while tired are smart
I have the support of the small and the wise
The ones who own ships and those who serve fries.

But you in your ignorance have all lost your way
You don’t even know what’s the goal of this day
You cap and you trade and you give away cash
You bandaid your unions that are lead by the trash

The truth is you waste both your time and our money
And you don’t even think that your actions are funny
Well you’re right – they’re not funny – turns out they’re sad.
And only the honest are now really mad

You think they are teabaggers there on your hill
You think fly over states miss your kind of thrill.
You are so smart and so filled with great skill
But truth wins the day and births your plans still.

The truth is that you are the self serving fools
Who selfishly avoid making “country-first” rules.
Well to hell with you and your fast dying schools
Where phonics and science are ignored with new rules

I prefer basics when learning in schools
Instead of your PC oriented tolerance rules
But math means that we can now triple the fools
And act like our civics are just Honda tools.

So to hell with you leaders - I condemn you right now
You are the ones who have bowed to the cow.
You are so smart when you’re backs are so weak
Why do you think that freedom has leaked?

Why did you think that your place made you better?
Have your cake too while the public you fetter?
You’ve a new view to come when you’ve finally met her
That I can't begin to explain in this letter.

All I can say is that dictators die
And once in their hell they learn how to cry
As for your lazy ass comfort while here
Your soul will regret your old lack of fear.

So my job is to warn you – you’ve robbed and you’ve stole
And unless you repent, theirs no hope for your soul
I have no interest in hearing your cries and excuses
My task is to expose all your lies and abuses.

You are the criminals but I’m the one jailed.
If that isn’t evidence of how you have failed.
You don’t have the ears to serve in your seats
The ones earned by blood and many defeats.

The blood you have spilled is of kids never grown
The freedom of yesterday spent for your own
You pay off your bureaucrats now on your roll,
And act like you help us with our money you’ve stole.

You’re smarter than the average because you’ve played us as fools
By stealing our money with daily new rules
People are entitled so you can’t cut those costs,
But stealing the freedom of the mass is their loss.

So until they wake up and figure it out
And try to find God and seek a new route…
I’ll take my money back – a dollar a day
Sleeping in cots and eating your way.

As for my heart as long as it lasts
I will seek a new way to love on this class
My fellow inmates as crazy inside
Are really no different than the ones on your ride.

Whether these bars or your government rooms
You as our government have made them all tombs.
So I judge your souls now as long till you die
I curse your use of the power misapplied

You’ll soon have eternity of hellish dark night
To think what you’d done if you'd done it once right.
Instead of your votes for what you know to be wrong
To demand that your colleagues all go along.

To have enough spine and brain in the fight
To truly determine the wrong and the right.
The truth is that compromise isn’t what’s good
You knew as a kid that truth’s stronger than wood.

When you have the power to choose the right stand
And improve the good for all in this land
Who are you to choose less and let the wrong win
You are the guilty of all of this sin.

No I won’t support your methods that fail
I'll instead choose to fight from the rail
To educate masses beginning with one
To show them what’s right instead of what’s fun.

So what do you stand for you spineless old fools?
What is the purpose of support for such rules?
I’ll tell you truth that is all about right
And you best choose this fight all day and all night.

The truth is that freedom is lifting a mantle.
Stopping the spending that burns like a candle.
Bureaucrat Payrolls are more than a cost
They are the key to why freedom is lost

So know as I tell you you have to cut cost
Beginning with laying off people you’ve bossed.
And you have to cut benefits for those in the street
For you have nothing to offer them all but defeat.

Hungry people find their own when they must
You can bet you are the first now they've cussed.
You have trampled on all of our trust
In seeking your way abused with your lust.

Our honor destroyed is now your new cost
Deluding the masses with what you have lost...
But we are the losers – our faith you have tossed
And the wisest and smartest are never the boss.

You can't be the answer – we all must now fail
Until we choose God with our backs on the rail
You are not God and you cannot save
All you are doing is making new slaves.

Churches are ready for the onslaught to come
The people will turn and go on the run
Where food is a charity instead of a pill
Your government cheese that tastes of bad swill.

You have proven that you have no skill
That you’re ways are useless except for YOUR thrill
Well to hell with your efforts – get out of the way.
Instead it is time for a new kind of day.

A day in which mules begin now to pray
And offer their souls to the one worth this day
The God of the universe who made us this way
And chooses to hear our hearts when we stray.

Too big to fail? You will soon see.
You are the failures that have indicted me.
You are the ones more guilty of sin
I am but one who was lost in this din

And as for your judges that rule from the bench
They are more whores than the ones they call wench
For they in their selfish comfort so smug
Are the ones who as rotting we'll roll in the rug.

And throw among waste for the snake and the bug.
For they and their pigs are the lowest of slugs.
But whatever your seat in this arrogant rule,
None can judge further the mouth of this mule.

For you have done all you can to this one.
I’ve put my trust in the blood of God’s Son.
You choose your savior I've chosen mine
I don’t know you, but I will be fine!


Please support the FATLETTER agenda

Solomon’s Rejects

Who is this ‘king’ that the vote has last brought?
What are these rules that this fool has now wrought?
Who are you minions of his with these rules?
Why has all logic been abandoned to fools?

Why is the treasure of freedom now lost?
As you drunks spend our futures at any plan cost?
You idiot savants with IQ’s of 30
Who follow the “reds” and call profit dirty?

“We are your ‘leadership’ focused on jobs
We’ll hire all the rejected buffoons and the slobs.
They will all know that we are their kings
And help us as we develop new things.

There now – see – all of you huddling masses.
We got unemployed folks off of their asses.
We give them great jobs, and we pay them a lot.
And now we can add even more on the spot.

In fact we’ll hire more to run printing presses
We’ll start printing money for fixing our messes
Quick make us lists of available addresses
We’ll hire some folks who’re black and wear dresses.

Let’s fill up those places with paper for cash
We’ll get lots of green ink from trees in a flash
Professors of money schools need now to bless us
And silence that chorus who our folly confesses.

Call the Chinese who think that we’re in a squeeze.
Tell them its over – we’re not on our knees.
Instead we stand tall with our nose in the air
We don’t need their loans to cut our new share.

We’ve got new cash from our fresh minted stash
And we haven’t a clue what they mean by ‘a crash’
We’re in control as we tell all in the room
We’re progressive enough to redefine ‘boom’

(or maybe our mistake is we should have said ‘doom’…
But who wants to think about filling that tomb.)



Now our work has been special and wonderful too
We’ve created more good than did God with his zoo.
We’ve cured all our ills, and the Middle East mess
And now we can fix Europe and the world of the rest.

But first let’s get bankers and give them a shake
Everyone knows the Gold Sachs are not fake
In fact it is clear that those Jews on the take
Are the reason we have this money mistake.

Get them on their heels and our buds at the Fed
And our porn loving SEC gang now we’ve lead
Let’s get the media and put them on their head
And no one will notice how housing’s still dead.

We need to find us some other good news
Election’s are coming what else can we use?
How about dinner for the media we abuse
Before we define how we’ll turn up their screws.

How’s General Motors? Have they brought out the ‘Lada’?
Its time we delivered cars to the mass as we oughta
Get ‘em green motors and run ‘em on grass
We can’t use the oil up or burn natural gas

I hear electricity is now made with coal?
We can’t use that black stuff from out of a hole
They keep killing miners as they skip all the rules
Who are these owners anyway? - These “fools”!

Speaking of black and of night and whats right
Being as we’re black and this house still is white
Isn’t it time we show America who’s right?
Let’s paint the house black and redefine bright.

We are the Kings of the world’s newest order
We’ve saved all our country and well cross the border
Like housing for poor that we give when we try
We’ve now granted health to the poor as they die.

And of course like the housing who cares ‘bout the cost
Like every good deed that began for the lost
We have to remember our union friends first
Tis’ their votes and dollars that helped toss the worst.

And speaking of smart and bubbles we’ve burst
Another ‘beer summit’ could cure the world’s thirst
How bad is a drunk when we’re here with the worst
Axelrod, Geithner, and Bernanke were first

So let’s all get drunk and then mention taxes
The prolific rhetoric intoxicates masses
Hopefully they won’t think to bring or swing axes
Or try to swing votes of those key middle classes.

Call Harry and Nancy up from the hill
Have them and their minions over for swill
Let’s talk about taxes on energy too
Cap and Trade’s tops for the next dropping shoe….”

Ok you cannibals who eat all our young
And leave them lying their deep in your dung
Why do you claim that you are so smart?
When you’re thoughts are mere vapors akin to a fart?

I know the reason, but tis’ illegal to tell.
My telling the truth is the first step to hell.
My mind may be bursting with facts yet to yell,
But I’ll hold them in and let my brain swell.

Ok you masses who voted them in.
You get the blame for creating this din.
You are the fools who couldn’t care less
Except to run from the ‘right’ and all of their mess..

But what have you bought with the money you wasted
With your ignorant votes our freedom you basted
Was this special thinking that we have all tasted
The goal of your voting as the right you lambasted?

Is not the problem of “how they got there”
Due to your share of the lack of ‘vote care’
To see what experience and knowledge they share
When choosing who deserves to be sitting up there?

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November is coming; please do us all right
Learn what you’re doing before joining the fight
Know all the people you choose to support
Or do us a favor and find a new sport.

We can’t afford fools at the polls anymore
No more than we can the fools in the store,
We’ve fallen off mountains, and we’re now at the shore
And we’re soon to be drowned lest we stop any more.

To the right or the left I cannot say which,
But we certainly must turn lest we fall in the ditch
A business professional is best able to pitch
O’er a self served socialist like ‘Pelosi the “bitch”’.

And who needs another lawyer in the senate or house
To serve lawyers interests like a ‘greed-burdened louse’.
We’ll never get torts reformed with these pigs
Padding their pensions and new lobby gigs.

So if you’re willing to admit you we’re part of the vote
That brought us the current field full of goats
Of having your brain up your butt their so dark
With the mental momentum of a car locked in park,

I have a solution for your cranial rectumitis
That might not this time come back to bite us
Plan in advance that you will learn about all
Of the candidates that are willing to run now this fall

Think about how people you know are quite smart
What about their abilities really sets them apart?
Do they know about history and the world of the past?
Do they know economics and solutions that last?

Do they own their own business and actually create work?
Do they know what they like, and know Obama’s a jerk?
Do they see what is wrong and know God is all right?
Do they look at the world in this same kind of light?

Maybe you ought to ask if they’ll run;
If they couldn’t do better than Kenya’s lost son.
Maybe you are the one who’d do us the best
Who knows how to revive what was killed by the rest.

We need some new thinking that knows all the old,
That knows how to play cards, and what decks to fold.
That knows that most unions have outlived their day,
Like black civil rights laws - now over played.

We need fresh people that are willing to serve
And serve the tough love that we really deserve.
We need a new approach to managing money
That doesn’t need Euros and Yen to be funny.

Please think about what you can offer to do
If you can’t run or won’t run, please think it through.
Then find the right people and lend them your shoe
You know, and I know, what I say here is true.

People that think are the people to vote
Distract all the rest, send them off in a boat
Don’t let them kill all our hope with a gloat
As they pick their best idiot by TV remote.

Please give a damn and please give a care
Take this ‘lil thought and give it a share
I am sure you must have some friends over there
Who could use this reminder they ought be aware.

Thank you for caring!