Governor Snyder Reinvents Michigan By Poisoning and Killing it’s Residents.

Rick Snyder Criminal

 

I couldn’t think of a more appropriate song if I tried, written by  Flint Michigan’s rock band Grand Funk Railroad with dead on lyrics by Mark Farner. 1973

General Motors knew not to use this water from the get go so don’t tell me this Governor didn’t also know what was wrong. Too corrosive to use on engine parts because they would damage and disintegrate them, what in God’s name did anybody think they would do to human beings body parts?

From 2014 Flint’s residents have been slowly poisoned and died from this chaotic mess created by Governor Rick Snyder and yet he chose to ignore and turn his head the other way. This arrogant fuck who cares about nothing or nobody, walking and existing in his own la la land. Well sadly after people have died, children will never have their brains developed right and adults alike will continued to be sickened from this lead decades and decades down the road.

He reinvented us alright, even in the dark ages the earth had clean drinking water to use. His reinvention has created a new way to kill people off. Hopefully he now will finally be taken in hand and be not only arrested of covering this all up but charged with first degree murder. Snyder must be held accountable and convicted.

Step down and resign you criminal.

 

Snyder Stupidity

You got nothing right or anything done for the good and indeed Michigan has been in the hands of Fools. That tomorrow is here.

 

Creepin’

Hey, everybody won’t you lend me your ear,
There’s something to fear, it’s here, and that’s clear.
Men gettin’ rich off rapin’ the land,
I can’t understand, why we don’t take them in hand.

Woah, oh … Lord, I don’t want to be their fool no more.
I don’t want to be their fool no more.
Open eyes, but you’re sleepin’,
You best wake up ‘fore tomorrow comes creepin’ in.
‘Fore tomorrow comes creepin’ in.

Feel that our lives are in the hands of fools,
Loosin’ their cool, it’s us that they rule.
Too many people sittin’ dead on their ass,
They ain’t got no class, people, this time must pass.

Woah, oh … Lord, I don’t want to be their fool no more.
Hey … I don’t want to be their fool no more.
Open eyes, but you’re sleepin’,
You best wake up ‘fore tomorrow comes creepin’ in.
‘Fore tomorrow comes creepin’ in.

Woah, oh … yeah, tomorrow comes creepin’.

Oh … hear me cryin’ ’cause the people like me,
That long to be free, are not actually.
Please everybody won’t you hear this song,
Help a country that’s wrong, to someday be strong.

Woah, oh … Lord, I don’t want to be their fool no more.
No! Lord, I don’t want to be their fool no more.
Open eyes, but you’re sleepin’,
You best wake up ‘fore tomorrow comes creepin’.
Creepin’ …
Creepin’ …
Creepin’ …

Creepin’ …
Creepin’ …
Creepin’ …
Creepin’ …
Creepin’ …
Creepin’ …

Tomorrow comes creepin’.
Tomorrow comes creepin’.
Tomorrow comes creepin’.
Tomorrow comes creepin’.
Tomorrow comes creepin’.
Tomorrow comes creepin’.
Tomorrow comes creepin’.
Tomorrow comes creepin’.

 

 

Mark Farner – vocals, guitar, electric piano
Mel Schacher – bass
Don Brewer – drums
Craig Frost – keyboards

 

Mi. Resident Flint

 

Flint Water

 

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