With Friends Like These (Who The Fuck Needs COINTELPRO?)

With friends like these, who the fuck needs COINTELPRO? I'm punch-drunk on the sickening cadence of iron fists in velvet gloves The Cheshire grins, the crippling Judas kiss To christen thee a sinking ship "The purpose of this new counter-intelligence endeavour Is to expose, disrupt, misdirect, discredit or otherwise neutralize" Any parades that you can't jump in front of Any long years of hard work that ain't yours Sometimes I wonder if you just can't help yourself? Overhead bloodthirsty vultures circle patiently They offer condolences and whisper bitter eulogies Yes, comrades come as thick as thieves But you got another thing coming You got another thing coming You got another thing coming You got another thing With friends like these, who the fuck needs COINTELPRO? With friends like these, who the fuck needs COINTELPRO?