Road to Depression (Political Parody)

(to the tune of “Road to Morocco”)
By Brent Johnson

We’re off on the road to Depression
Where is it, it’s just south of Hell

Where poverty and sickness
Are a way of life
We’ve lost our inspiration
All we have left is strife

Our economic ship has run aground
Like a nation that’s gone bankrupt
We’re Depression-bound!


We’re travelin’ the road to starvation
Just moving as fast as we can

When the truckers who deliver
All our food and drink and more
Stop truckin’ due to high fuel costs
Oh, it will make us sore
‘Cause the shelves will all be empty
At the supermarket store

If we don’t stop fooling around
Then our children will go hungry
We’re Depression-bound!


We’re walking a path of destruction
Our country is going down for good

For years we’ve lived beyond our means
But now our debts are due
It’s time to pay the piper
Who so long supported you

If you listen you can hear the sound
Of America collapsing
We’re Depression-bound!


We’re making our way to extinction
There isn’t so much left for us to do

Our businesses have closed their doors
The manufactories
Have shut down operations
And moved them overseas

The king of despair has been crowned
He has wrapped us in his arms
Oh, we’re Depression-bound!



We’re off on the road to Depression
It isn’t a smooth running ride

Our hopes and dreams have gone away
We have no more time for those
Survival is at stake now
That’s just the way life goes
When our government controls us all
Tyranny then grows

If we ever hope to rebound
We’d better reverse course ‘cause
We’re Depression-bound!


We’re keeping the home fires burning
Each day is much harder than the last

There still remain a vaunted few
Who tirelessly aspire
To help restore our way of life
To standards that are higher

All that we’ve lost must be found
If we’re ever gonna fix this
We’re Depression-bound!