Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved
Words and Music by Camille Bright-Smith
Smokin’ Piano performed by David Wohl

Lilly was workin’ hard
Hitting the plant floor every day
She learned every single job
It was Goodyear all the way
Everyone in Gadsden Alabama
Knew her very well
The lady Manager
The sweetest gal
The hardest worker

Then one day
She got a letter from a stranger
Exposing that her pay
Was waaaaaay less than what the guys were makin’
Means Lilly spent
Round 20 years
Getting less
Doing the same
Wasn’t there a law about that
Back in the day?

And Miss Lilly says
Might don’t make right
Whats good is good
I’m gonna fight, I’m gonna fight
And you can thank her
For your right to equal pay
Miss Lilly Ledbetter
Your Miss American Way!

Shake downs for sex
Back room cigarettes
Lilly never wanted
Any part of this
They backed the wrong gal
Up against a wall
And it took an act of Congress
But the wall came tumblin’ down

Hey Lilly Hey
Ginsberg had her back
Lilly had her faith
Y’all better get right with that
And pay attention
Don’t take one penny less
Might need to mention
Lilly Ledbetter Act

And Miss Lilly says
Might don’t make right
Whats good is good
I’m gonna fight, I’m gonna fight
And you can thank her
For your right to equal pay
Miss Lilly Ledbetter
Your Miss American Way!

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Copyright 2009 All Rights Reserved

By Camile Bright-Smith

On Monday I met a fundie

Said Obama’s plan would bring the second coming

On Tuesday I met a groupie

She smiled and said Glenn Beck had kissed her Uzi

Wednesday came and to my shame

The Teabaggers were out again

And Thursday was filled to bursting

With easy lies about the Youth in Asia

CHORUS

But me, I am a patriot

Sticks and stones

Will break my bones

But flames will never hurt me

It isn’t socialistic to heal the sick

I think a better word might be PATRIOT

They’re going at it on the internet

Sayin’ 1 in 5 are gonna have to die

Its compromise, gotta admit

But the odds are better, 4 can live forever

All the wing-nuts are white as ghosts

In mortal fear that Rush won’t get his daily dose

O’Reilly is afeard of treatment

If he isn’t mental Fox will be defeated

CHORUS

On Monday and Tuesday

On Wednesday and Thursday

On Friday and Saturday

And no rest on Sunday

I’m standing up for this

I am a PATRIOT

Neda gets up in the morning
Neda pulls a scarf around her hair
Neda in her yellow converse
Neda meets her father there

In Revolution Square
In Revolution Square
In Revolution Square

Neda says I love you Mother
Neda sings a chant for Freedom
Neda dreams in lovely colors
Neda feels so hopeful there

In Revolution Square
In Revolution Square
In Revolution Sqaure

Neda takes a bitter bullet
Neda’s eyes are shining then fade away
Neda’s blood cuts right to it
Neda shows us why we pray

Neda raised a voice for truth
Found her freedom but she lost her youth
Neda left a stain that can’t be washed away
Neda put us all right there

In Revolution Square

copyright 2009 all rights reserved
Written by Camille Bright-Smith
Produced by John Bright