This is the picture as true as scripture
We’ve watered the weeds and the bad blood is thicker
Sick morn like cheap liquor
I surveyed the catastrophe from the academy
Poor strategy to combat my apathy
So I decided to walk the streets,
I see Capital Hill filled with pigs that only look like men
Put us all out to pasture to serve them
Take money to gain office
Use office to gain profits
Use profits to line pockets in office
Makes me nauseous
And it’s the revolving Lobby door
Same empty suits just different shoes to scuff the eagle on the floors
Obey your masters behind the nameplate
Same template for 50 states, same innate red tape
The vision of the chosen and the holy anointed, atheists believing in divine appointment,
The view of the cocksure, the insulated secure behind their high gates and blue states estates they were born to rule
Wisdom of the ages, finds few places when attention rages from sensation to sensation it’s
Outrageous!
Are we drones? They kick down the anti hill and we rebuild it?
Nah it’s animal farm let the pigs till it

And I’m tired of just going along but I don’t know where to start
How did we let it all fall apart?

Nobody is happy but everybody is rich
Some things verboten, unspoken some celebrated but who picks
I contemplate concepts of conscience in congress
The context of congressional conference
On drones overhead
Simply said it’s the complex
The Walls have ears
But Justice is blind
Lynch mobs and heartthrobs are two of the same kind
Soak the rich because the poor are thirsty
Indict me because your mind is dirty
Can’t eat from my neighbors labor
I got two rounds in the upper chamber for anybody only Sharron Angles
Such a tease, can’t read the tea leaves if you only read Cowboy poetry Reid
Appropriate cheek bones and get off scot free
No puppet masters behind the scenes, no need for unwarranted beliefs
That world’s Orwell, this is Huxley
Lulled to sleep together by the opiate of pleasure
The middle class splinters fast
Now it’s the have less and the still haves
No bailout because the families too big to fail and there’s no photo ops to beh ad
No punchline just true facts
Now watch the gap, it widens
Who minds it til its violence and crisis
priceless


Chorus? And I’m tired of just going along but I don’t know where to start
How did we all let it all fall apart?
Is it my fault? Is it my fault?
I did as I was taught


I pledge allegiance to the fad
And to myself the only true religion I ever had
To float in unison downstream
Without question, no matter where the current affairs leads

One nation under the mob
Grasping the hashtag for another cause
Applaud, applaud, applause
I only do what I want, applause


I pledge allegiance to the fast
And to myself the only true religion I ever had
To float in unison downstream
Without question, no matter where the current affairs leads

One nation under the mob
Grasping the hashtag for another cause
Applaud, applaud, applause
I do what you want for your applause