Occupy Santarchy! 12 17 11

Occupy Portland, Oregon - 2011

Occupy XMas Songs

Occupy is coming to town

You better watch out, you better not lie

You better not steal I'm telling you why

Occupy is coming to town

You're cooking the books, We're checking them twice

Gonna find out who's naughty or nice

Occupy is coming to town

We see you when you're cheating

We know when you're a snake

We know when you've been bad or good

So be good for goodness sake

Oh, you better watch out, you better not spy

You better not pry I'm telling you why

Occupy is coming to town

We see you when you're speaking

We know when you're a fake

We know if you've been doing wrong

So do good for goodness sake

We're speaking aloud, we're going to try

We're going to teach you not to lie

Occupy is coming to town

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12 days of Xmas

On the first day of Xmas, taxpayers gave to me

the keys to a brand new humvee!

On the second day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

two vacation homes...

On the third day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

three corporate jets...

On the fourth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

a four hundred foot yacht...

On the fifth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

a golden parachute! ...

On the sixth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

six senators...

On the seventh day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

seven maids a'cleaning...

On the eighth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

8000 sq ft house...

On the ninth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

nine supreme court judges...

On the tenth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

ten million in stock options...

On the eleveth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

eleven thousand layoffs...

On the twelfth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me

twelve trillion in bailouts...

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Deck the halls

Deck the halls of congress with cash

Fa la la la la la la la la

Tis the season to get your stash

Fa la la la la la la la la

Corporations fill the coffers

Fa la la la la la la la la

We will entertain all offers

Fa la la la la la la la la

Lady Liberty we extort

Fa la la la la la la la la

When we purchase the Supreme Court

Fa la la la la la la la la

Our interests fill the dockets

Fa la la la la la la la la

As we line the judges pockets

Fa la la la la la la la la

Stack the deck against the masses

Fa la la la la - La la la laaah.

While the bankers all get passes

Fa la la la la - La la la laaah.

Don we now our yoke of slav’ry

Fa la la - la la la - La la laaah.

Ignore the Occupiers’ brav’ry

Fa la la la la - La la la laaah.

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Jingle bills

Jingle bills. Jingle coins.

Jingle all the way.

Oh, what fun it is to shop,

while freedom slips away.

Oh,

Jingle bills. Jingle coins.

Jingle all the way.

Oh, what fun it is to shop,

While justice is delayed.

Dashing through the mall

With credit cards in play

Into debt we go

Laughing all the way

Bells on cashbox rings

Making spirits bright

What fun it is to shop for bling

While we lose all our rights.

Oh...

Jingle Bells, Wall Street smells

They took our jobs away!

Profits first while people thirst

For justice every day!

Oh

Jingle Bells, fill the cells

Of prisons with the rich!

Who practice greed while those in need

Get told that life's a bitch!

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Little Drummer Boys

Come they told me pa rum pum pum pum

Fight for your right to speak pa rum pum pum pum

October sixth we'll meet pa rum pum pum pum

To revolt in the streets pa rum pum pum

rum pum pum pum

rum pum pum pum

Shall we shout to them rum pum pum pum

from under their thumbs

We came to congregate pa rum pum pum pum

We are all poor boys too pa rum pum pum pum

We now have words to bring pa rum pum pum pum

Fit for the banker thieves pa rum pum pum

rum pum pum pum

rum pum pum pum

We won't beg from you pa rum pum pum pum

another crumb

They told us to leave pa rum pum pum pum

They came with gas and guns pa rum pum pum pum

We played our drums for them pa rum pum pum

We kept our peace for them pa rum pum pum pum

rum pum pum pum

rum pum pum pum

Next day they swung at us pa rum pum pum pums

Us and our drums.

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Dashing through the waves

Dashing through the waves

In a loaded cargo ship

Is the reason our economy

Has degraded into this

Walmart shelves are stocked

Local businesses can not

Compete with such a travesty

Our jobs have all been lost

Oh, China sells

China sells

Goods that make you sick

Everywhere, people suffer

From this corporate kick, Hey!

China sells

China sells

Everything so cheap

Children work in factories

Just to make ends meat

Our manufacturing,

is called our GDP

When it is down and out

Unemployment we will see

Into kids toys are fed

Mercury and led

If we keep letting this go on

We all will wind up dead

Oh, China sells

China sells

Things we used to make

like electronics, paper goods

And even back yard rakes

Oh, China sells

China sells

To our companies

The Worlds Trade Centers Policies

Have brought us to our knees

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Little town of occupy

(To the tune of "Little town of Bethlehem")

Oh little town of occupy

How vocal you have become

With hearts together old and young

Our voices combine as one

And in the face of swat teams

We stand up straight and strong

We’re peaceful and unyielding

We work for everyone

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Gramma got run over by a stagecoach

Gramma got run over by a stagecoach

And all her money stole by banking thieves!

You might think Wells Fargo is immoral

As for me and grandpa we agree!

Gramma had a little cottage

And she lived there all alone

Gramma never had much money

Then Wells Fargo bought her mortgage loan!

When she couldn’t make her payment

Bankers took her home away

Now my dear Gramma is homeless

And the banker has a yacht out in the bay!

Gramma got run over by a stagecoach

And her house was stole by banking thieves

You might say there’s no such thing as Satan

But as for me and Grandpa we believe!

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Pay, pay, pay

(To the tune of "Row Row Row Your Boat")

Pay, pay, pay your tax,

Like the working class.

Corp’rate giants and millionaires

Don’t deserve a pass.

Tax, tax, tax the rich

Before they bleed us dry.

Don’t cut the programs that we need.

You’ll cause the poor to die.

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Away in the Caymans

(To the tune of "Away in a Manger")

Away in the Caymans

The Plutocrats wept

Because, we the people

Are listing their debts

We're no longer fooled by

Divide and delay

We're planting the seeds

But they're making the hay

We're humans, not cattle

We will not be cowed

We are all unbroken

Unbent and unbowed

With love for the Earth

We will stand straight and strong

With love for each other

We'll sing a new song

We will stand together

Through the cold and pain

The Plutocrats loss

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Away In Our Hearts

(by Fern Capella)

Away in our hearts lives a place we all know

where children are cherished and healthy things grow

where everyone's equal and all have a home

a place full of love, grace, compassion and hope.

A new day is coming for the Earth that we love

that old way is dying and shriveling up

the world that we make now is up to all of us

let's let every day be the day of the dove.

Peace is our vision and love is in our hearts

we don't know what will happen but we know this is the start

our children deserve laughter, imagination and art

Take my hand in this new world and let's all do our part.

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Rupert the red nose liar

Rupert the red nose liar, was a propaganda troll

And if you ever watch fox, you will even say it's so

All of the other networks, often act just the same

They never let the people, join in on the media game

Til one warm October eve, Livestream came to say

People with your lights so bright, wont you stream the show tonight

Then how the people gathered, as they shouted out with glee, YIPEE

Rupert the red nose liar, you won't write our history...

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Rudolph the Red-Nosed Occupier

(by Sam Martland, Terre Haute)

Though every occupier

Has a red and chilly nose,

Our hearts are touched with fi-re

As our hope for justice grows.

Everywhere in the U S

People know our movement’s name.

Come out to fight for fairness

And put an end to corporate shame.

Who wrecked our e – con – o – my?

Sure wasn’t you or I.

Must have been those Wall Street folks,

But their bonuses are high.

Let’s all take back our country,

For the ordinary folks.

Let’s work and share together

And wipe away big money’s hoax.

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Robbie the red faced bankster

(Sung to "Rudolph")

Robbie the red faced bankster

Had a very big chalet

He didn’t have to work for it

He bought it with your 401k

All of the other banksters

Jealous of his fat cat ways

Cranked up your interest payments

Now they’re really makin’ hay

Then one lazy summer’s day

To Robbie’s great dismay

He’d robbed so much from our hard earned pay

All the money went away.

So now Robbie’s broke and angry

He wants a shiny car with flair

Where can he find the money

From your Granny’s Medicare

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Share the Dough!

(by Kelly Karjola; To the tune of "Let it Snow")

While the minimum wage is frightful

For the wealthy life's delightful

Tell those millionaire CEO's

Share the dough, share the dough, share the dough!

The battle around us rages

As we fight for living wages

And we want to get what we're owed

Share the dough, share the dough, share the dough!

We leave families home at night

Working two jobs is the norm

And we know that it's just not right

This system needs some reform

The economy's globalizing

In the streets we're organizing

And we're making our Occupy movement grow

Share the dough, share the dough, share the dough!

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Status Quo

(by Carole Rubin; To "Let it Snow")

Oh the weather is wet and wintery

The bloom is off tent cities

But the people here stay cause they know

If they don’t it’ll be status quo

Now the 99 are solid and stand strong

They know that the economy is built wrong

If we don’t change the way money flows

It’ll still be status quo

Oh the rich keep building their fortunes

Off the backs of the rest of us peons

Pollution they love if it will grow

Their rigged up status quo

We need green jobs for our planet

An economy built as though we get it

If we don’t and let each other fall

It’s always be status quo

So occupy, stay strong and call out

For changes to the way wealth is dealt out

Healthy planet, living wage for all

Let’s create a new status quo

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Tidings of Comfort and Joy

(by Fern Capella; Just have the first two verses of this one...)

Tidings of Comfort and Joy

God bless you freedom fighters

is there nothing you can't do

the cold and rain empowers you

and bravely you push through

To bring the world's attention to

Justice, Love and Truth

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy be with you

Oh tidings of comfort and joy

And to the freedom fighters

what can we do for you?

When you have given everything

to make our country new

Some hot chocolate, a warm blanket

and a hug from me to you

And tidings of comfort and joy be with you

Oh tidings of comfort and joy

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Comfort and Joy

God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay

We took your house and health care and we sent your job away (ed-KM: we took your house

and your health care and sent your job away)

Your children's education and their schools we will destroy

So the wealthy have comfort and joy

Comfort and joy

So the one percent have comfort and joy!

(from Jeff)

God rest ye banking gentlemen

May nothing you dismay

Tho’ all your greed has pushed us into social disarray.

The 99 per cent of us will be the ones to pay.

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

Comfort and joy.

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

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God Curse you Greedy Bankermen

(by Brian Cameron Deff; Substitute your favorite swear word at will.)

God curse you greedy bankermen

We trust nothing that you say

We know that Reagan your savior

Helped you all get paid

Then Bush saved you all from regulators power

And you went totally astray

Oh tidings of the 1 percents Joy

The 1 percents joy

Oh tidings of 1 percents joy

In Washington and on Wall Street

Their evil plan was hatched

By Goldman Sachs and Citi Group

The people’s wealth was snatched

To their Master George W. Bush

They were all attached

Oh Tidings of 1 percents joy

The 1 percents joy

Oh Tidings of 1 percents joy

From the mass a voice arose

An idea had finally came

And unto certain people

Things would not just be the same

Those who’s greed had hurt us all

Must be met with jeers and shame

Oh tidings of the 99 percents joy

The 99 percents joy

Oh tidings of the 99 percents joy

Fear not then said the rising voice

The people will win this fight

On this day a movement is born

To help restore what’s right

To free us all from Bankers Power

And corporate control and might

Oh Tidings of the 99 percents joy

The 99 percents joy

Oh tidings of the 99 percents joy

The people came and it took it back

Took back what was once ours

Bankers lost their huge fancy homes,

Their money and their cars

Accused of the crimes that they did cause

Tried fairly, and put behind bars

Oh Tidings of the 99 percent’s joy

99 percent’s Joy

Oh Tidings of the 99 percents joy