Good Things Come in Threes
by @jlampson
Liner Notes
For #ukuleleday I wrote this somber ode to unfurling travesties. May you be well!
Lyrics
I was told to write a song
And I do everything I'm told
If only following orders
Made me feel like I was bold
Four steps to the right
Followed by four more
I'm threatening to make it an even dozen
As we hit the floor
They said dance
And I put on my party pants
Perfect for stepping over geese
Just like ores
And world wars
Good things come in threes
I was told that I'd belong
But my friends have all gone away
They told me I'd be joining them soon
On the shores of Guantanamo Bay
A far cry from my home
I gave all I had to this cause
All I had to do was vote
But these next steps give me pause
They said dance
And I put on my party pants
Perfect for stepping over geese
Just like ores
And world wars
Good things come in threes
Comments
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This is a wonderful meditation on where we are, and where some are trying to lead us. On a most (for me) unexpected instrument - which only added to the experience
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This has a power greater than the sum of it's parts, and I'm all here for it,
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