For My Birthday… Love, Your Broken Home. By Tim Miller

I originally posted this on my birthday, May 27th, but back in 2010… because it reminded me of sort of a Groundhog Day sort of thing then.  Now it’s 2012… and little has changed.  

Today’s my birthday.  I remember my last birthday too, because it was a lot like this one.  Woke up… wrote about a country I barely recognize anymore.

The Wall Street Journal reported:

Bank of America Corp. (BAC) and Citigroup Inc. (C) incorrectly hid from investors billions of dollars of their debt, similar to what Lehman Brothers Holdings Inc. did to obscure its level of risk, company documents show.

Then Business Wire reported:

Bank of America today released the first-year results of its 10-year, $1.5 trillion community development goal to lend and invest in underserved communities. Initiated in 2009 as the largest community development goal ever established by a U.S. financial institution.

And then I heard from Tim Miller, a singer/songwriter from Dallas Texas.  Here he is performing a song he wrote after reading a news story about a family who lost their home, the victim of predatory lending.

Thank you Tim…

LOVE, YOUR BROKEN HOME
By: Tim Miller © 2010

VERSE 1: 
I’M IN WITH AN AMERICAN WHORE
I LAID DOWN WHEN YOU SAID HEY SIR,
YOU COULD HAVE SO MUCH MORE
GOT ME RIGHT TO THE LINE
A GENTLE NUDGE BEGINS THE FALL
HEY, HOW COME YOU NEVER FELL AT ALL

CHORUS 1:
FOOLISH CHILD, I’M FEELING LIKE A FOOLISH CHILD
HOW YOU PUSHED ME ON, OH THE BULLY HAS A BLINDED PAWN
AND I, I I …
I’M SEEING WHY YOU WERE SO FAST AND LOOSE FOR THE CLOSE
LOVE, YOUR BROKEN HOME

VERSE 2:
HEY SIR SO WISE WITH YOUR BIG DEGREE
I HEAR YOU’RE OUT THERE LIVING LARGE IN SOME VELVET ROPE RED CARPET SCENE
WELL I HOPE YOU ARE HAVING A VERY NICE TIME YOU LITTLE SHIT
THEY LOCKED US OUT OF OUR HOUSE WE CAN’T GET IN

CHORUS 2: 
FOOLISH CHILD, I’M FEELING LIKE A FOOLISH CHILD
WHERE HAVE YOU GONE, OH THE PAPER MAN WON’T LEAVE US ALONE
AND I, I I …
I’M HERE WITH MY FAMILY WE’RE BARELY AFLOAT
LOVE YOUR BROKEN HOME

BRIDGE:
I GUESS I MISREAD YOUR ROLE
PLEASE LET ME KNOW HOW I SHOULD TELL MY WIFE AND KIDS
IT’S TIME TO GO

CHORUS 3:
FOOLISH CHILD, I’M FEELING LIKE A FOOLISH CHILD
WE’RE ALL ALONE
HEY MISTER IT’S YOUR FAMILY OF PAWNS
AND I, I I …
I AM NOT SURE WHERE YOU THOUGHT WE COULD GO
MY KIDS ARE TRYING TO OPEN UP THEIR FRONT DOOR
HEY FUCK YOU FOR IGNORING MY CALLS
LOVE, YOUR BROKEN HOME