I'm curious what the people of Davisitesville think of this mega-hit's message.
My reaction, from the lyrics, is this could be a punk song sung by 'Oliver' as a raw country ballad. Rage! Stickin' it to the monarchy, the man, the machine. Anger at what the government is doing to us, against the men in power. Yet this song is being labeled a 'conservative ballad'. True, it is catching fire in conservative circles, but I don't see that in the lyrics. I can easily hear a Johnny Rotten or a Henry Rollins versions of this song.
There's a reference to 'minors on an island'. That happened. Davis liberals don't defend pedophiles (do they?).
There is an anti-tax message, but I know plenty of left-wing people who think their taxes are too high and being wasted (see Arroyo Park). So what in this song is a 'conservative' message? Is 'people like me, people like you' a dog whistle? If so, isn't it a dog whistle to everyone fed up with the system? I'm sure some will be offended by the references to obese persons on welfare, and Walter Shwe will be offended that the songwriter uses 'swear words'.
I want to hear why you think these lyrics make this a conservative ballad. Have at it Davis!
"Rich Men North Of Richmond"
Overtime hours for bullshit pay
So I can sit out here and waste my life away
Drag back home and drown my troubles away
It's a damn shame what the world's gotten to
For people like me and people like you
Wish I could just wake up and it not be true
But it is, oh, it is
Livin' in the new world
With an old soul
These rich men north of Richmond
Lord knows they all just wanna have total control
Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do
And they don't think you know, but I know that you do
'Cause your dollar ain't shit and it's taxed to no end
'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
I wish politicians would look out for miners
And not just minors on an island somewhere
Lord, we got folks in the street, ain't got nothin' to eat
And the obese milkin' welfare
Well, God, if you're 5-foot-3 and you're 300 pounds
Taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds
Young men are puttin' themselves six feet in the ground
'Cause all this damn country does is keep on kickin' them down
Lord, it's a damn shame what the world's gotten to
For people like me and people like you
Wish I could just wake up and it not be true
But it is, oh, it is
Livin' in the new world
With an old soul
These rich men north of Richmond
Lord knows they all just wanna have total control
Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do
And they don't think you know, but I know that you do
'Cause your dollar ain't shit and it's taxed to no end
'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
I've been sellin' my soul, workin' all day
Overtime hours for bullshit pay



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