Economy the American dream
Decieving the world it's vanity seen
Democratic a crock of shit
Bush is a cunt a puss filled cyst
Power. greed. currupt and sick
There's nothing but lies, scandal and shit
Western bliss the illusion persists
Political whores in betrayal exsist
A fucking clown a limp dick bitch
Propaganda the subtle twist
A Chelsea smile's what you need
A megalomanic on power you feed
Manipulate. desecrate. deviod of peace
There's too much hate
Putrid sewage is what you talk
You don't fool me with your media walk
Taken away. submit don't flinch
Your bones will break and you'll
Suffer the pain
Suffocating. dominating
Scream. choke. bleed and die
USA a convict state
An internal prison full of hate
Emasculate every race
Unaware they're all still slaves
Bureaucracy controls your fate
Subterfuge assassinates
Obvious it's a fucking lie
Crawl out of my ass and get a life
HektorRevisited
I rather like this one, myself. It's called "Complain" and is from a film called Bob Roberts (written and directed by Tim Robbins). The songs were never released, as Robbins feared that they might become ralling calls on the right.
I must admit to agreeing with some of the sentiments in the song, however.
Kind regards.
Hektor
here's a youtube link:
http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=nn9fKAg9lEs&feature=related
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Complain
Some people must have.
Some people have not.
But they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain.
Some people will work.
Some simply will not.
But they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain.
Like this: It’s society’s fault I don’t have a job.
It’s society’s fault I am a slob.
I have potential no one can see.
Give me welfare. Let me be me!
Hey, Bud, you’re livin’ in the Land of the Free.
No one’s gonna hand you opportunity!
Some people must have.
Some never will.
But they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain.
I don’t have a house. I don’t have a car.
I spend all my money getting’ drunk in a bar.
I wanna be rich. I don’t have a brain.
Just give me a handout while I complain.
Or this: I wanna stay in bed and watch TV.
Go out weekends in a limousine
And dance all night takin’ lots of drugs
And wake up when I wanna.
Hey, Bud, you’re livin’ in the Land of the Free.
No one’s gonna hand you opportunity!
Some people will learn.
Some never do.
But they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain.
Yeah, they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain.