New Song: "Gator Alcatraz" (Patreon)

Just so you know, I'm posting this one to BandCamp today. It's too fresh, can't wait. And I might post it to YouTube and TikTok. But you get it first. And I think I did pretty good on it. Especially that last note, which is all me.

There's a danger zone,Not a stranger zoneThan the MAGA brain, just thinking about it gives me cramps.

Now they’ve built a joint,Where cruelty is the point,Down in Florida, the first of several concentration camps.

Down in... 

Alcatraz, the alligators snapGator Alcatraz, the crocodiles scrap,Gator Alcatraz, the giant pythons trap Their prey.Migrants who run away

Through the Everglades, they never dare to stop,They need machete blades, or else an axe to chopThrough the barricades, while all the unpicked cropsDecay.

Men all wearing masks conduct their tasks on townsfolk,Raiding restaurants and similar haunts of brown folk.

No farm worker roams in fields of wheat and chaff,And the nursing homes have all run out of staff,Gator Alcatraz, they say... then... laugh.

Gator Alcatraz, with cages cold and crude,Gator Alcatraz, everyone's almost nude,Gator Alcatraz, no toilets, beds or food,What a fix -- roaches and rats and ticks.

They're robbed of dignity, and always kept awakeNo way out, you see, and in the sun they’ll bakeTrapped by bigotry, while Kristi Noem will takeMore pics.

In 1942, we did this to the... Japanese,And now, once again, we treat some men like... a disease.

You know what’s really crass? Their prison gift shop plans.Stephen Miller has so much blood on his hands.Gator Alcatraz, appalling,Making immigrants... keep crawling,Just like Auschwitz... but near Disney!

Music: "On The Amazon" as sung by Don McLeanWords by Clifford Grey and Greatrex Newman, music by Vivian EllisFrom the 1927 British musical "Mr. Cinders"