This is hypocrisy,
It's not democracy,
A corporatocracy.
Of fear and greed.
What will it take to see,
What we have come to be,
We are controlled, not free,
Go plant a seed.
Remove the wool, you sheep,
You've all been fast asleep,
We've been ravaged by creeps,
Go pass it on.
Toss the tyrants down a well,
I really can't stand the smell,
And as far as I can tell,
I am not wrong.
This is hypocrisy,
A liar factory,
A chummed and bloody sea,
Of pure despair.
It's become quite obvious,
We're on a psycho bus,
And this crazy driver,
Does not care.
