Cannonball

We'll live like troubadours Outcasts and artists in a civil war And when your president says "go something more" We'll tell him what for Is this your punishment For those who don't support your government? And you'll keep taking until the money is all spent And then blame the immigrants We'll be like diplomats CDs and records are our Fireside Chats Each painted canvas filled with words for this and that Until you're gone in seconds flat So call me Cannonball As I come tearing through your precious wall And I keep rolling until I reach the National Mall And then stop right where I fall