Fifty years ago you could sing anywhere you wanted to without getting permission from the Government to be able to sing. You could even sing in church. You could even sing in a bar without a mask. You could sing on a street. You could sing to your children. Your children could sing while playing.
Now the government tells you where,when, and how you can sing if at all. Oh mercy, mercy me a 1971 song by Marvin Gaye. Politicians wanna step on our Constitutional Rights because they say they know what they are doing. 50 Years ago Mercy Mercy Me showed politicians just as today don’t know what they are doing. But the game is the same. To dumb you down, make you think they know better than anyone. Yet they still haven’t fixed what was wrong 50 years ago.
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Oh Mercy, mercy me. We do have people who have been trying for the last 4 years to stop the corrupt oppressors from owning you, yours, We the People and the country we love, Constitutional America. They say we are just too dumb and lazy to take care of ourselves and our country. Join us, sing this song oh mercy mercy me. Stand up for America, for God, for yourselves. Help people who are trying to help you like our President Donald J Trump.
Listen to this song from 50 years ago by Marvin Gaye Mercy, Mercy Me. Please feel free to sing the song. Take your mask off, feel the freedom. It’s up to you to be free from oppression. Sing it now and rock he house. Mercy, Mercy Me.
Whoa, ah, mercy mercy me
Oh things ain’t what they used to be, no no
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east
Whoa mercy, mercy me,
Oh things ain’t what they used to be, no no
Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas, fish full of mercury
Ah, oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain’t what they used to be, no no
Radiation under ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying
Oh mercy, mercy me
Oh things ain’t what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land
How much more abuse from man can she stand?
Oh, no no, na, na na, na
My sweet Lord, na, na, na
My Lord, my sweet Lord