No good mail, no good wishes
No mail box of Cherry Berry’s chocolate kisses
No checks, no refunds brought to me by snail
All I get is an endless supply of useless junk mail
Why doesn’t the mail carrier just put it in my garbage can?
Why do they need me to do it? I’m just the middle man.
Better yet, how do I automatically send it back to where it’s already been
So somebody else can put it in their recycle bin.
I wonder what and I wonder who
Could ever unite the Red and the Blue.
I’ve lived in a sea of Red and I’ve lived in a sea of Blue.
I know people on both sides who
are good and some who are bad, too.
In many ways it doesn’t matter if we are Red or if we are Blue.
We all love our families and we all love our friends
We all help our neighbors and
we’ve all worked hard for the money we spend
None of us feel good about the feelings of hate
Cause in reality we are just eating from different sides of the same plate.
Let’s not be duped. Let’s not be conned
By the screens that we watch that profit by leading us on.
There’s lots money made by buying and selling hate
I hope we remember who we are before it’s too late.
