First it starts off with wanting freedom,
who would ever deny such a request?
If you can’t join them then beat ‘em,
you’ve been waiting to, you confess.
In the years, lost count of how you’ve been mistreating,
and then complain when you face the protest
that isn’t retreating, and they keep repeating;
“clean up your act, clean up your mess.”
“You shouldn’t have come back, stop silencing the press.”
Politicians only like you when they need you,
they’ll promise jobs that will house and feed you.
You know it’s a story that’s as old as time,
government was the first organized crime.
They only really want yours and mine.
Now it continues with asking for human rights,
it shouldn’t be a question but a demand.
It spins your head that they have the audacity to start fights,
maybe this whole dictatorship hasn’t went as you planned.
So within a couple of days and nights
you have select cities armed and manned,
to face down a group that holds each other tight,
that’s more afraid of your outrageous tan,
than of your pitiful bark and bite.
“Clean up your act, clean up your mess”
“We’ve made a pact, we won’t be oppressed.”
Politicians only like you when they need you,
in a moment they’ll switch, cut and bleed you.
You know it’s a story that’s as old as time,
government was the first organized crime.
They won’t even read your sign.
Politicians only like you when they need you,
once in command they’ll ignore or impede you.
You know it’s a story as old as time,
government was the first organized crime;
shake you down for each nickel and dime.
Watch how high they’ll climb,
even in their prime, known for their slime,
and covering up their grime.
Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 10:06 PM UTC
First it starts off with wanting freedom,
who would ever deny such a request?
If you can’t join them then beat ‘em,
you’ve been waiting to, you confess.
In the years, lost count of how you’ve been mistreating,
and then complain when you face the protest
that isn’t retreating, and they keep repeating;
“clean up your act, clean up your mess.”
“You shouldn’t have come back, stop silencing the press.”
Politicians only like you when they need you,
they’ll promise jobs that will house and feed you.
You know it’s a story that’s as old as time,
government was the first organized crime.
They only really want yours and mine.
Now it continues with asking for human rights,
it shouldn’t be a question but a demand.
It spins your head that they have the audacity to start fights,
maybe this whole dictatorship hasn’t went as you planned.
So within a couple of days and nights
you have select cities armed and manned,
to face down a group that holds each other tight,
that’s more afraid of your outrageous tan,
than of your pitiful bark and bite.
“Clean up your act, clean up your mess”
“We’ve made a pact, we won’t be oppressed.”
Politicians only like you when they need you,
in a moment they’ll switch, cut and bleed you.
You know it’s a story that’s as old as time,
government was the first organized crime.
They won’t even read your sign.
Politicians only like you when they need you,
once in command they’ll ignore or impede you.
You know it’s a story as old as time,
government was the first organized crime;
shake you down for each nickel and dime.
Watch how high they’ll climb,
even in their prime, known for their slime,
and covering up their grime.
Unlike Politicians; numbers don’t lie.
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