SUBSCRIBE TO OUR FREE NEWSLETTER
Daily news & progressive opinion—funded by the people, not the corporations—delivered straight to your inbox.
5
#000000
#FFFFFF
5
#000000
#FFFFFF
No No Keshagesh
Keshagesh means Greedy Guts. It's what you call a little puppy who eats his own and then wants everybody else's.
* * * * *
I never saw so many business suits
Never knew a dollar sign could look so cute
Never knew a junkie with a money jones
Who's buying Park Place? Who's buying Boardwalk?
Nov 22, 2011
Keshagesh means Greedy Guts. It's what you call a little puppy who eats his own and then wants everybody else's.
* * * * *
I never saw so many business suits
Never knew a dollar sign could look so cute
Never knew a junkie with a money jones
Who's buying Park Place? Who's buying Boardwalk?
These old men they make their dirty deals
Go in the back room and see what they can steal
Talk about your beautiful for spacious skies
It's about uranium. It's about the water rights
Got Mother Nature on a luncheon plate
They carve her up and call it real estate
Want all the resources and all of the land
They make a war over it; they blow things up for it
The reservation out at Poverty Row
The cookin's cookin and the lights are low
Somebody tryin to save our Mother Earth I'm gonna
Help em to Save it and Sing it and Pray it singin
No No Keshagesh you can't do that no more.
Ol Columbus he was lookin good
When he got lost in our neighborhood
Garden of Eden right before his eyes
Now it's all spyware Now it's all income tax
Ol Brother Midas lookin hungry today
What he can't buy he'll get some other way
Send in the troopers if the Natives resist
Same old story, boys; that's how ya do it , boys
Look at these people Lord they're on a roll
Got to have it all; gotta have complete control
Want all the resources and all of the land
They break the law over it; blow things up for it
While all our champions are off in the war
Their final rippoff here at home is on
Mister Greed I think your time has come I'm gonna
Sing it and Say it and Live it and Pray it singin
No No Keshagesh you can't do that no more.
>
An Unconstitutional Rampage
Trump and Musk are on an unconstitutional rampage, aiming for virtually every corner of the federal government. These two right-wing billionaires are targeting nurses, scientists, teachers, daycare providers, judges, veterans, air traffic controllers, and nuclear safety inspectors. No one is safe. The food stamps program, Social Security, Medicare, and Medicaid are next. It’s an unprecedented disaster and a five-alarm fire, but there will be a reckoning. The people did not vote for this. The American people do not want this dystopian hellscape that hides behind claims of “efficiency.” Still, in reality, it is all a giveaway to corporate interests and the libertarian dreams of far-right oligarchs like Musk. Common Dreams is playing a vital role by reporting day and night on this orgy of corruption and greed, as well as what everyday people can do to organize and fight back. As a people-powered nonprofit news outlet, we cover issues the corporate media never will, but we can only continue with our readers’ support. |
Our work is licensed under Creative Commons (CC BY-NC-ND 3.0). Feel free to republish and share widely.
Buffy Sainte-Marie
Buffy Sainte-Marie is a Canadian Cree singer-songwriter, musician, composer, visual artist, educator, pacifist, and social activist. By age 24, Buffy Sainte-Marie had appeared all over Europe, Canada, Australia and Asia, receiving honors, medals and awards, which continue to this day. Her song Until It's Time for You to Go was recorded by Elvis and Barbra and Cher, and her 1964 Universal Soldier became the anthem of the peace movement, despite the fact it was pretty much banned on US radio. For her very first album she was voted Billboard's Best New Artist. Buffy won an Academy Award Oscar and a Golden Globe Award for the song Up Where We Belong.
Keshagesh means Greedy Guts. It's what you call a little puppy who eats his own and then wants everybody else's.
* * * * *
I never saw so many business suits
Never knew a dollar sign could look so cute
Never knew a junkie with a money jones
Who's buying Park Place? Who's buying Boardwalk?
These old men they make their dirty deals
Go in the back room and see what they can steal
Talk about your beautiful for spacious skies
It's about uranium. It's about the water rights
Got Mother Nature on a luncheon plate
They carve her up and call it real estate
Want all the resources and all of the land
They make a war over it; they blow things up for it
The reservation out at Poverty Row
The cookin's cookin and the lights are low
Somebody tryin to save our Mother Earth I'm gonna
Help em to Save it and Sing it and Pray it singin
No No Keshagesh you can't do that no more.
Ol Columbus he was lookin good
When he got lost in our neighborhood
Garden of Eden right before his eyes
Now it's all spyware Now it's all income tax
Ol Brother Midas lookin hungry today
What he can't buy he'll get some other way
Send in the troopers if the Natives resist
Same old story, boys; that's how ya do it , boys
Look at these people Lord they're on a roll
Got to have it all; gotta have complete control
Want all the resources and all of the land
They break the law over it; blow things up for it
While all our champions are off in the war
Their final rippoff here at home is on
Mister Greed I think your time has come I'm gonna
Sing it and Say it and Live it and Pray it singin
No No Keshagesh you can't do that no more.
>
Buffy Sainte-Marie
Buffy Sainte-Marie is a Canadian Cree singer-songwriter, musician, composer, visual artist, educator, pacifist, and social activist. By age 24, Buffy Sainte-Marie had appeared all over Europe, Canada, Australia and Asia, receiving honors, medals and awards, which continue to this day. Her song Until It's Time for You to Go was recorded by Elvis and Barbra and Cher, and her 1964 Universal Soldier became the anthem of the peace movement, despite the fact it was pretty much banned on US radio. For her very first album she was voted Billboard's Best New Artist. Buffy won an Academy Award Oscar and a Golden Globe Award for the song Up Where We Belong.
Keshagesh means Greedy Guts. It's what you call a little puppy who eats his own and then wants everybody else's.
* * * * *
I never saw so many business suits
Never knew a dollar sign could look so cute
Never knew a junkie with a money jones
Who's buying Park Place? Who's buying Boardwalk?
These old men they make their dirty deals
Go in the back room and see what they can steal
Talk about your beautiful for spacious skies
It's about uranium. It's about the water rights
Got Mother Nature on a luncheon plate
They carve her up and call it real estate
Want all the resources and all of the land
They make a war over it; they blow things up for it
The reservation out at Poverty Row
The cookin's cookin and the lights are low
Somebody tryin to save our Mother Earth I'm gonna
Help em to Save it and Sing it and Pray it singin
No No Keshagesh you can't do that no more.
Ol Columbus he was lookin good
When he got lost in our neighborhood
Garden of Eden right before his eyes
Now it's all spyware Now it's all income tax
Ol Brother Midas lookin hungry today
What he can't buy he'll get some other way
Send in the troopers if the Natives resist
Same old story, boys; that's how ya do it , boys
Look at these people Lord they're on a roll
Got to have it all; gotta have complete control
Want all the resources and all of the land
They break the law over it; blow things up for it
While all our champions are off in the war
Their final rippoff here at home is on
Mister Greed I think your time has come I'm gonna
Sing it and Say it and Live it and Pray it singin
No No Keshagesh you can't do that no more.
>
We've had enough. The 1% own and operate the corporate media. They are doing everything they can to defend the status quo, squash dissent and protect the wealthy and the powerful. The Common Dreams media model is different. We cover the news that matters to the 99%. Our mission? To inform. To inspire. To ignite change for the common good. How? Nonprofit. Independent. Reader-supported. Free to read. Free to republish. Free to share. With no advertising. No paywalls. No selling of your data. Thousands of small donations fund our newsroom and allow us to continue publishing. Can you chip in? We can't do it without you. Thank you.