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letra de woodrow wilson - electric needle room

woodrow wilson lyrics
[verse 1]
his father was a presbyterian minister
they moved around a lot
he hit the books really hard
played sports, excelled at princeton university
he hated being a lawyer so he
changed careers to college professor
he published some books, gave some memorable lectures
his students loved his courses
soon he was in charge at princeton
and politics seemed the next logical stеp
after four years as governor of nеw jersey
the timing was right to be president
elected because tr and taft divided
his progressive ideas on top
promptly expanded the size of government
to try to even the playing field

[chorus]
(today) hated by some
loved by others
hated by some
loved by others
hated by some
loved by others
[verse 2]
only one to have a phd (phd)
after world war fought hard for world peace (peace)
helped congress create the federal reserve and federal trade commission
pushed for stricter laws on trusts and the beginning of the income tax (boo!)
tried to keep the u.s. out of world war i
at least in his first term
but that changed in his second term after the lusitania sinking and zimmerman note
things got nasty when they entered the war with the espionage and sedition acts
people began to fear the government
and they wanted their freedoms back
the u.s. helped the allied powers win
and he had his 14 points
he traveled far and wide to promote them
so much that he had a stroke
for a year he recovered
meanwhile racist riots broke out all over the country
and edith wilson
essentially became the first female president

[chorus]
today hated by some
loved by others
hated by some
loved by others
hated by some
loved by others
[instrumental]

[chorus]
today hated by some
loved by others
hated by some
loved by others
hated by some
loved by others
today hated by some
loved by others
hated by some
loved by others
hated by some
loved by others

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