"Gimmie Stimmie Check"
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"Gimmie Stimmie Check"
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Haven’t paid my rent in quite a long while.
I cashed my check and I’m livin’ in style.
My landlord’s hurtin’ wants to take me to trial.
‘Rona keeps on comin’ so I sit back and smile.
Here comes the man drivin’ in from a far.
Imma throw a brick, right at his car.
Maybe he’ll get hurt and go home with a scar.
It’ll start a riot and I’ll be a star.
Gotta go back to work right away,
But not until its safe, is what they say.
Looks like the Delta the Lambda the Mu are here to stay,
So Imma vote for more checks next Election Day.
Why go to work, when I can live for free?
Check out all these goodies that they’re givin’ me.
Who’s gonna pay for this, we’ll just have to see.
Use other peoples’ money, print more money and do it by decree.
Don’t get a job, get a check.
Why should I get a job when I can get a check?
Gimmi gimmi gimmi gimmi stimmi stimmi stimmi stimmi check.
Don’t get a job, get a check.
I took my shots, but that’s not enough.
They say it’s still really bad, and we have to hang tough.
I'm getting’ sad and down, and feelin’ kind of rough,
But here’s another check and lots more free stuff.
Help wanted signs are up all around.
I walk right by them and don’t make a sound.
Jobs are everywhere, opportunities abound.
I’m watchin’ daytime TV; my depression gains ground.
Gotta wear my mask all day and all night.
Just tryin’ to figure out what they say is right.
I got my check but I’m still livin’ in blight?
My American Dream, it’s way out of sight.
It’s a real crisis says my flatscreen TV.
Seven hundred fifty thousand four hundred and twenty-three.
Who’s the real winner here, I’d like to see?
Politicians drunk with power, and we can’t be free.
Maybe get a job, not a check?
Should I get a job, and earn a check?
Why not get a job where I can earn a check?
Maybe get a job, not a check?
They canceled school and kids didn’t learn a thing,
But just the poor ones and none in Beijing.
Turned into pawns by the kooks of the left wing.
Is this what he envisioned, Dr Martin Luther King?
Our locked-down seniors died afraid and alone,
“Sacrificed for politics” written on their tomb stones.
A national disgrace, better we should have known.
This will be the legacy that we’ll have to own.
Are all the lockdowns, as bad as the disease?
They wrecked your livelihood, you’re on your knees.
Then the party of science and their “ideologies”
Give us crime, riots, homelessness, and lots of unease
What about those people who couldn’t breathe and died?
‘Rona sure is serious, a bummer world-wide.
Should have brought us closer, as together we all cried,
But some “never waste a crisis,” and grew the divide.
Just get a job, and earn a check.
I should get a job and earn my check.
Just take a pass on the gimmi stimmi check.
Imma get a job and earn my check.
In this song, the singer tells the story of his journey of self discovery and enlightenment. He transforms from a mindless follower into an independent free-thinker.
In stanzas 1-4 and the first refrain, the singer is feeling great about all the free stuff he is getting with the help of some rioting, without regards for fiscal responsibility and vows to vote for more of the same. He is loving life on the dole.
In stanzas 5-8 and the second refrain, the singer begins to discover that living on the dole is not quite what it is cracked up to be. He is understandably confused about public health policy, He is getting depressed without the self-realization inherent in meaningful employment. He tries to dutifully follow instructions, cashes his checks but realizes that his engineered misery is unabated or worsening. He is getting emotionally torqued by the sensationalism of never -ending media crisis mode and is beginning to suspect that all is not as it seems. Perhaps there is an ulterior motive.
Stanzas 9-11 are about his continuing journey of personal growth. He realizes that what we have done to ourselves in the name of coronavirus has been a great big giant disaster - in many ways more damaging than the virus itself. We hurt kids - especially the poor ones. We hurt our seniors who died miserable lonely deaths both with and without COVID. We hurt everyone by killing economic activity and using political thuggery to perpetuate misery with riots, economic ruin and political instability.
Stanza 12 and the third refrain are about the completion of his transformation and enlightenment. As a kind and thoughtful man, he reflects on the genuine and substantial hardships of the pandemic and asks why we are not coming together to help one another. He reaches a critically important conclusion.
He rejects life on the dole and goes back to living a normal productive life. “Imma get a job and. earn my check.”
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