Wanted to post this new song by the Ameros. I think that 911 blogger readers will appreciate the lyrics. The video quality isn't great but the sound is good.

Flying with broken wings is harder with your legs chained down, yeah yeah
and running ain't so easy to do with your ankles bound, yeah yeah
breathing ain't so easy to do when you're six feet underground, yeah yeah
but I'm Feelin the weight of the world and it's draggin me down
feelin' the weight of the world and it's draggin me down
feelin' the weight of the world and it's draggin me down, yeah yeah

Well I guess it would be pretty nice if I could get a couple dollars and a few bags of rice
I'm tryin' ta feed my family on this minimum wage, but the debt keeps risin' makes us feel like slaves
and I keep rubbin two dimes together tyrin to save up enough for some rainy weather
but the wind keeps blowin' and the rain keeps on fallin' and the debt collection agencies just keep on a callin'
my banks shut down due to insolvent funds, I'm startin' to think this problem's only gonna be solved with guns
Rockefeller sitting at the helm of a tanker and a bailout that's only been designed for the bankers
passing legislation that nobody can read, corporations running rampant with unchecked greed...
so now I'm sitting on the corner beggin for change I can believe in, i wish it was even steven
but these crooks keep on deceivin' while their bosses keep on schemein' and the families still greiving
about the peace their not achieving, man I think I must be dreamin' and I'm

Feelin' the weight of the world and it's draggin' me down
feelin' the weight of the world and it's draggin' me down
feelin' the weight of the world and it's draggin' me down

Now, Lady Luck's never been much of a friend of mine, every time I wave at her she only leaves me behind
I can't get a loan, it's just a sign of the times
comission reports covering up for government crimes
The Presidents plan supposed to raise the bar but 15 bucks a paycheck won't get me that far
my refund check, I hope, will give me a boost, but all we get is all these chickens coming home to roost
the bull market done ran away with my spoon, fat cat stole the cradle out from under the moon
Rearranging deckchairs on the Titanic going down, I play this tiny violin cause there's no hope for a turnaround
pray for retribution or perhaps the constitution but all I get is problem, reaction, then solution
as I make my contribution to this state of execution I pray that natural evolution leads to a
new revolution and I'm

Feelin' the weight of the world and it's draggin' me down
feelin' the weight of the world and it's draggin' me down
feelin' the weight of the world and it's draggin' me down, Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
It's the weight of the world.