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Oliver Anthony – New Song: “Brink of War”

Oliver Anthoy’s online viral success must be driving the progressive elites out of their collective mind. Some hick ginger singing about rich men and sh!t wages and how the system doesn’t give a damn about what it’s doing to regular folks. They thought that was their message.

But the last decade, give or take, has seen a paradigm shift. Republicans once thought to be the party of the rich (and still are if you ask your average woke white privileged, latte-drinking, Ivy League liberal), have become the working-class party. It’s awkward, like puberty, but Donald Trump set a flag in the ground when he took trade by the throat and shook it until he’d managed better deals with a few of our “partners.” Made some recalcitrant allies pay their fair share. He kept us out of any new wars the working-class folks pay for with more than just their hard-earned dollars and brokered peace deals instead.

The result was a surge in optimism, jobs, and rising wages across the board. Kids, minorities, women, and even the evil white guys caught a break.

The Democrats dismantled that with their all-in support for COVID fearmongering because politics and power are more important than people, and Donald Trump threatened their machinations. The fallout of Biden’s ascension and the renewed top-down meddling continues to rob everyday Americans of their quality of life, and Oliver Anthony seems to have tapped the vein. Rich Men North of Richmond rocked the internet and the music world (it’s closing in on 40 million views), but Anthony continues to cling to his simple life, at least for now. And maybe that’s for the best. He appears poised to be the voice of a generation, and his most recent release, Brink of War, won’t hurt that ascension one bit.

 

Well, if it won’t for my old dogs and the good Lord
They’d have me strung up in the psych ward
‘Cause every day livin’ in this new world
Is one too many days to meSon, we’re on the brink of the next world war
And I don’t think nobody’s prayin’ no more
And I ain’t sayin I know it for sure
I’m just down on my kneesBeggin’, Lord, take me home
I wanna go home
I don’t know which road to go
It’s been so long
I just know I didn’t used to wake up feelin’ this way
Cussin’ myself every damn day
There’s always some kind of bill to pay
People just doin’ what the rich men say
I wanna go home

Now four generations farmin’ the ground
Grandson sells it to a man out of town
And two weeks later the trees go down
Only got concrete growin’ around

And I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I don’t know which road to go
It’s been so long
I just know I didn’t used to wake up feelin’ this way
Cussin’ myself every damn day
People have really gone and lost their way
They all just do what the TV say
I wanna go home

If it won’t for my old dogs and the good Lord
They’d have me strung up in the psych ward

 

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