Fifty Ways to Leave the Looters: A Papa Possum exclusive premiere for Galt's Gulch Online

Posted by Eudaimonia 7 years, 3 months ago to Entertainment
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This is a very different type of piece for me.
It is a song parody, yet it is still political satire.

It was written with all of you at Galt's Gulch Online and Atlas Shrugged Productions in mind.

I am premiering it here for a week or so before I post it to my Papa Possum website.

As always,
Enjoy, or not.


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Fifty Ways to Leave the Looters

To the tune of
“Fifty Ways to Leave your Lover” by Paul Simon
and with the characters of
Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand


The problem that's with the world is this philosophy:
to each one their need and from each their ability.
And since calls for sacrifice mean life in slavery,
there must be fifty ways to leave the Looters.

The Pull Aristocracy's Ruling Class attitude:
Producers are serfs and Looters are wisdom imbued.
And since “utopia” is life in chains ballyhooed,
there must be fifty ways to leave the Looters,
fifty ways to leave the Looters.

Teach the method that's true, Hugh.
No motor on, John.
Pose as a mountebank, Frank.
And shrug yourself free.
Hoist pirate flag, Rag.
Free the plunder that they bag.
A lesson here for me
to shrug myself free.

Finance the Gulch and Strike, Mike.
Rest ev'ry pitch, Rich.
Torch your fields to hell, El.
And shrug yourself free.
Walk off the track, Mac.
Take your mind and don't look back.
A lesson here for me
to shrug myself free.

The Looters will force their change regardless of the pain,
and ev'ry time they fail means only that they'll try again.
So don't ask “Who is John Galt?”, instead try to ascertain
one of the fifty ways.

And so now, by your life and love of it, think on the plight:
on what the Looters push and what you know is wrong and right.
Then shrug off for The Gulch 'fore those Looters turn out the light,
there must be fifty ways to leave the Looters,
fifty ways to leave the Looters.

Teach the method that's true, Hugh.
No motor on, John.
Pose as a mountebank, Frank.
And shrug yourself free.
Hoist pirate flag, Rag.
Free the plunder that they bag.
A lesson here for me
to shrug myself free.

Finance the Gulch and Strike, Mike.
Rest ev'ry pitch, Rich.
Torch your fields to hell, El.
And shrug yourself free.
Walk off the track, Mac.
Take your mind and don't look back.
A lesson here for me
to shrug myself free.


Fifty Ways to Leave the Looters © 2013 Papa Possum


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