The Times They Are A-Changin'

A little reworking for the "Times" :

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And see that hungry

Around you still groan
And the rich just get richer

Off of your subprime loan.
And for the status

We keep on fightin'.
Well you best not get sick

Or they'll come for your home
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen.
Keep your mouths shut
Or you'll be done in
Even if those in control
Are shrouded in money and sin.

No sources means

No workn'.
And the winner now

Will stay where they've been
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call.
There's no cash that's too dirty

No lie that's too tall.

Forget the children that's starvin'

There's progress to stall

And don't dare vote

On your soul
Or they'll shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
You failed in your time

But now you understand
That your sons and your daughters

Will shop on command.

The 60's are too

Long ago.

So stay in your jobs

Whilst the bank takes your land

For the times they are a-changin'.

Obama is runnin'

And our ballots are cast
But our mistake was thinking

That change would come fast

So we can't believe that the present
Will be just like the past.
Seems the order is

Written in stone.
And if you're in need

You can expect to be last
For the times they are a-changin'.