Hey, Mr Politician
© 2003, words & music Ellen Bukstel

Hey Mr. Politician don't legislate my love
You're not walkin in my shoes
Don't hide behind your religion
It's my right to marry whom I choose

It's not your place to call me a sinner
Or decide who to have as my mate
Don't twist the words of the bible
To make laws that discriminate

Hey Mr politician there's no debate
We already separated Church and State
Your religion should never abuse
Or take away my freedom to choose

Hey Mr Politician don't legislate my body
You're not walkin in my shoes
Don't hide behind self righteousness
It is my right not to give birth if I choose

It is not your place to turn back the clock
To a time when I had no voice
Don't try to take away my right
To have freedom of choice

Hey Mr politician there's no debate....

Hey Mr Politician don't legislate my death
You're not walkin in my shoes
Don't hide behind your anxious fear
It is my right to die when I choose

It is not your place to decide
Now much pain I should have to endure
I alone will choose my time to go
When my disease has no cure

Hey Mr politician there's no debate....

?Hey, Mr Politician don’t send me to war
You’re not walking in my shoes
Don’t hide behind a battle
That’s not worth the lives we lose

It is not your place to lead your crusade
That teaches our children to fight
Oh say can you see the price we’ve paid
In death by the dawn’s early light


Hey Mr politician there's no debate
We already separated Church and State
Your religion should never abuse
Or take away my freedom to choose

 

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