Rewrite of Bob Dylan’s Like a Rolling Stone - Like an Enron Clone
Friday, October 10th, 2008
Like an Enron Clone
An updating of Bob Dylan’s “Like a Rolling Stone.”
You threw the poor nations a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, ” USA, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
All the poor counties that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next oil deal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be nation without much oil of its own
with an army so far from home
Like a Enron clone
You’ve built to the finest school system, Miss Lonely
But you let all your kids get juiced in it.
And nobody has ever taught your people how to live on the streets
And with all the housing repos their gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mullahs in rags, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make an oil deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be nation without much oil of its own
with an army so far from home
Like a Enron clone
You never turned around to see the anger of the struggling nations and towns
When you all called on them to do your political tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t support dictators to control other peoples just for you.
You used to ride high on with your military horse with your corporate diplomats
Who carried in their briefcase a free trade pack
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
They really wasn’t where it’s at
After they took from you every job they could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be nation without much oil of its own
with an army so far from home
Like a Enron clone
Wall street princes and all the pretty people
They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of perks and mega bonuses
But you’d better take their corporate greed you better regulate it babe
You used to be so amused
At the Chinese in rags and the language that they used
Go to them now, they calls you, you can’t refuse
When they hold all your T-bills, you got everything to lose
Your economy is invisible now, you got no assets conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be nation without much oil of its own
with an army so far from home
Like a Enron clone
