The Hour is Now

Today is the day
This is the year
when the gov of the land
is kicked out with cheer.
The people are ready
They’re coming so soon
We hear whistles and bells
The Congress is doomed

They’ve written their letters
They’ve made all the calls
But their please and their cries
were met with brick walls

So the fires were lit
With revolt and with might
The torches are held
Way up high with delight

“Overthow” we all say
The time has run out
Tick tock the clock
The hour is now