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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

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...

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 (from Jeff) 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. (from Jeff)

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!


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.

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

Little town of occupy

to "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

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! (from Jeff)

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.


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

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.

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...

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.

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

Share the Dough! to the Tune of Let it Snow by Kelly Karjola 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!

Status Quo to "Let it Snow" Carole Rubin 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

Tidings of Comfort and Joy Just have the first two verses of this one... by Fern Capella 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

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.

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