Do you know me, that person you don’t see The teacher, the social worker, the EMT, that’s me I am that strand in the social safety net That now broken bet Sadly,, Time for all us to fret Cause it ain’t about us, we are all on a broke down bus Crashing towards a future wall Where there will be nobody to call Oh, my country tis of thee, broken US Sadly,, Time for all us to fret But in our coffee shops, on our playing fields