... And We Thought That Nation-States Were A Bad Idea

"Publicly subsidized! Privately profitable!" The anthem of the upper-tier, puppeteer untouchable Focus a moment, nod in approval, bury our heads In the bar-codes of these neo-Colonials Our former nemesis, the romance of a nation-state Now plays fundraiser for a new brand of power-concentrate Try again but now we're confused, "What is class war? Is this class war?" Yes, this is class war And I'm just a kid I can't believe I have to worry about this type of shit What a stupid world! And it's beautiful, no regard for principle What a stupid world! Born, hired, disposed Where that job lands, everybody knows You can tell by the smile on the CEO Environmental restraints are about to go You can bet laws will be set To ensure the benefit Of unrestricted labor laws Kept in place by displaced government death squads They own us (They own us) They own us (They own us) Produce us (Produce us) Consume us (Consume us) They own us (They own us) They own us (They own us) Produce us (Produce us) Consume us (Consume us) Can you fucking believe? What a stupid world Fuck this bullshit display of class loyalties The media and our leaders wrap it up in a flag, shit-rag, hooray