Mr. Harper
Mr. Harper, we think that you should know
You'd think that we would learn from the mistakes of our siblings
"In God they trust" but make a living out of killing
Everyone thinks that we're still huddling in igloos
Peace-lovers, 'till young Stephen brings in his views
Money, greed, power, and fame
But we all know he's just a puppet for the big corporations' gain
So who's to blame? It's a difficult question
Find out for yourself and flip to section B-11, ha-ha!
Take a long period of introspection, turn your thoughts in a new direction
Mr. Prime Minister, it's time for your inspection; a real democratic election
Mr. Harper, we think that you should know
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go
Somewhere far away from here
And please don't you come home
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go now, now, now
How did we end up with another George Dubya?
But with more brains and less games and hidden plans to cut ya?
Changing what he wants to make the "next great nation"
Bill C-38 to squash the next generation
"Why take all the trouble to make one law at a time
When we can change them all at once and sign on the dotted line?"
Now Enbridge arrives
An oil spill a week? Nah, we'll be fine
Like playing Operation when you're five years old
Except the edges of the cut are the Great Bear Rainforest
So don't screw up, there's no "Err!" like in the game
It's real blood and guts, mixed with oil, it's no dud
And the maze is the same but the wounds are waterways
It's much more difficult, and the place is famed
For the sacred spirit bear, mysterious and rare
Roaming in the forest, blissfully unaware
But the tar sands are gold mines and the same goes for pipelines
They all become dollar signs with the help of the mastermind
"Who cares who dies? We'll all get rich, and then retire"
Mr. Harper, we think that you should know
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go
Somewhere far away from here
And please don't you come home
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go now, now, now
We know how this story ends, we've seen it all before
So go, go, go, go
Yes we know how this story ends, we don't want another war
So go, go, go
Yes we know how this story ends, we know how this story ends
So go, go, go
And don't come home
Mr. Harper, we think that you should know
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go
You'd think that we would learn from the mistakes of our siblings
"In God they trust" but make a living out of killing
Everyone thinks that we're still huddling in igloos
Peace-lovers, 'till young Stephen brings in his views
Money, greed, power, and fame
But we all know he's just a puppet for the big corporations' gain
So who's to blame? It's a difficult question
Find out for yourself and flip to section B-11, ha-ha!
Take a long period of introspection, turn your thoughts in a new direction
Mr. Prime Minister, it's time for your inspection; a real democratic election
Mr. Harper, we think that you should know
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go
Somewhere far away from here
And please don't you come home
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go now, now, now
How did we end up with another George Dubya?
But with more brains and less games and hidden plans to cut ya?
Changing what he wants to make the "next great nation"
Bill C-38 to squash the next generation
"Why take all the trouble to make one law at a time
When we can change them all at once and sign on the dotted line?"
Now Enbridge arrives
An oil spill a week? Nah, we'll be fine
Like playing Operation when you're five years old
Except the edges of the cut are the Great Bear Rainforest
So don't screw up, there's no "Err!" like in the game
It's real blood and guts, mixed with oil, it's no dud
And the maze is the same but the wounds are waterways
It's much more difficult, and the place is famed
For the sacred spirit bear, mysterious and rare
Roaming in the forest, blissfully unaware
But the tar sands are gold mines and the same goes for pipelines
They all become dollar signs with the help of the mastermind
"Who cares who dies? We'll all get rich, and then retire"
Mr. Harper, we think that you should know
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go
Somewhere far away from here
And please don't you come home
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go now, now, now
We know how this story ends, we've seen it all before
So go, go, go, go
Yes we know how this story ends, we don't want another war
So go, go, go
Yes we know how this story ends, we know how this story ends
So go, go, go
And don't come home
Mr. Harper, we think that you should know
Mr. Harper, we think that you should go
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Writer(s): Orion Miller
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