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This song was played during listening practice session. It’s a simple song actually. The rhythm is not too slow and not too fast also. It’s a kind of how-to learn-a-new-language song. The title is “Dear Mr. President” which a song by Pink. After I listened to this song, I wonder what’s behind the powerful-lyrics song. Why it can’t be a popular song?

Pink said that the song is an open letter to the President of the United States, George W. Bush, and that it is one of the most important songs she had written. She stated that it would never be released as a single because it was too important to be perceived as a publicity stunt. It has since been released in Europe, Australia, Canada, and the UK. The video of her performance live from Wembley Arena has also been added to the VH1 line-up of videos.
In an interview with MTV News Pink stated she hoped Bush heard the song and that “[he] is proud of the fact that we live in a country where we can do things like that, where we can have dissent, talk, communicate and share our opinions.” (wiki)

Just like our musician “SLANK” sing “Gosip Jalanan” as a protest to our representative.🙂

After she performed the song on Jimmy Kimmel Live on April 11, 2007, she thanked Jimmy Kimmel for letting her sing it, telling him that many radio station DJs had been told they couldn’t discuss the track if she was a guest, and that she wasn’t allowed to perform it on other U.S. television shows. (wiki)

Hohoho…The most democratic country banned what he doesn’t want to hear.🙂
Ckckck…shame on you.
Almost all of the lyrics can be asked to our government, except one. It’s about gay’s right. I disagree with her. Why? Because against my religion. Skip the phrase (“What kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?”) and we will have an anthem to ask our government policy. Enjoy the song…

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let’s pretend we’re just two people and
You’re not better than me.
I’d like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say

No child is left behind?
We’re not dumb and we’re not blind.
They’re all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter’s rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You’ve come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you ’bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you ’bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you ’bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you ’bout hard work
Hard work … Hard work
You don’t know nothing ’bout hard work
Hard work … Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You’d never take a walk with me. Would you?