Irish...I have always wanted to be Irish. With the rouge accents and amazing dancing, it has always been a dream of mine. Someday I plan on becomeing Irish...despite the fact that I am American and it is not very likely that I can change my nationality, language, and the place of birth on my birth certificate. (I am quite happy with Rexburg,Idaho on it though :] ) So until those changes are made possible, I will keep dreaming about rolling green hills, romantic accents, and little green men with pots of gold!
The other night, as I was getting ready for bed, I had the radio on and I wasn't really paying attention until this song came on. I listened to the lyrics and had to go look up the song. Maybe it's the truth in it, or maybe it's the catchy tune but either way it has become one of my favorite songs. It is about time someone stood up and told (well in this case sang) the truth. I would have done it, except I'm not yet ready to reveal my amazing vocal skills to the world....NOT! lol Enjoy!
Here are the lyrics according to Brittin. They may need corrections but this is how I sing it!
Shutting Detroit Down My daddy taught me in this country everyone’s the same You work hard for your dollar and you never pass the blame When it don’t go your way Now I see all these big shots whining on my evening news About how they are losing billions and its up to me and you To come running to….the rescue Well pardon me if I don’t shed a tear Cause they are selling make believe and we don’t buy that here
Cause in the real world they’re shutting Detroit down While the boss man takes his bonus pay and jets on out of town And DC’s bailing out them bankers as the farmers action ground Ya while they’re living it up on Wall Street in the New York City town Here in the real world they’re shutting Detroit down Here in the real world they’re shutting Detroit down
Well my granddaddy worked hard in that plant most of his life Now his pension plans been cut in half And he can’t afford to die And it’s a crying shame Cause he ain’t the one to blame And when I look down and see his calloused hands, Well let me tell ya friend it gets me fighting mad
Cause in the real world they’re shutting Detroit down While the boss man takes his bonus pay and jets on out of town And DC’s bailing out them bankers as the farmers action ground Ya while they’re living it up on Wall Street in the New York City town Here in the real world they’re shutting Detroit down Here in the real world they’re shutting Detroit down
