Listen to the song here:
I will not be conned into believing
There is no hope.
I will not be conned into believing
There is not a good person left.
I will not be conned into believing
That racism is the root cause.
I will not be conned into believing
There is no God.
I will not be conned into believing
All men are scoundrels.
I will not be conned into believing.
All women are sluts.
Get up now.
It’s alright.
Get up now.
It’s alright.
I will not be conned into believing.
There is no answer.
I will not be conned into believing.
There is nothing we can do.
I will not be conned into believing.
There is not purpose in life.
I will not be conned into believing
There’s only hope in the government.
I will not be conned into believing.
America is not a Christian nation.
I will not be conned into believing.
Rush Limbaugh is our answer.
Get up now.
It’s alright.
Get up now.
It’s alright.
I will not be conned into believing.
Chris Matthews is our answer.
I will not be conned into believing.
Sean Hannity is our answer.
I will not be conned into believing.
Socialism is the way to change.
I will not be conned into believing
That the Republicans are right.
I will not be conned into believing.
That the Democrats are right.
I will not be conned into believing.
That we know everything about 9-11.
Get up now.
It’s alright.
Get up now.
It’s alright.
I will not be conned into believing.
That Obama is a big peacemaker.
I will not be conned into believing
That political correctness is the best.
I will not be conned into believing
That pills will improve our lives.
I will not be conned into believing
That our time heals all wounds.
I will not be conned into believing.
That we don’t know what to do.
I will not be conned into believing
That we’re not okay.
Get up now.
It’s alright.
Get up now.
It’s alright.
I got four other verses
Can you sing? but you get my point.
You gotta keep on going.
You gotta get off your butt.
Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2010
Hitting the Lotto
C
Slam on your brakes.
FMaj
If that’s what it takes.
C
It’s easy if you try.
G
Ya won’t have ta die or cry.
C
As the person comes,
FMaj
Ya gotta scream out,
C
“I want big sums!”
G
Then call up the cops.
Chorus
Am
Hitting the Lotto
Em
That’s my motto.
Am
It’s not too hard.
G
When ya have the right card.
C
Sit and wait at home.
FMaj
You can’t go on a roam.
C
The check will be big.
G
You’ll eat like a pig.
C
What’s the next scam?
FMaj
Something with your fam?
C
Oh yeah, they’ve got dough.
G
That’s where I’ll go.
Chorus
Am
Hitting the Lotto.
Em
That’s my motto.
Am
It’s not too hard.
G
When I have the right card.
C
Call up your grandma.
FMaj
Get on the list.
C
For the big Lotto.
G
They’ve got it all.
C
Drive over there.
FMaj
Say you really care.
C
Wait for the money.
G
Get it and hop like a bunny.
Chorus
Am
Hitting the Lotto.
Em
That’s my motto.
Am
It’s not too hard.
G
When I have the right card.
C
Do nothing.
FMaj
Look for the Lotto.
C
It’s the best.
G
Not really, it’s a sham, scam.
Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2007
Hitting The Lotto