This nation is in Fool School Taking all the classes Taught by a clique of nearly Brainless evil *****. Making up the facts, they do Exactly what they're told. They’re replacing our integrity With lies they are sold.
Do you believe in equal rights And children who are fed? The monsters in charge all say You’re crazy in the head. You’re so in love with nonsense You fill your empty heads With play-pretend broadcasts Of what the top cats said.
Did you want to go and vote? Maybe, maybe not. Possibly this next election time Freedom's no longer hot. These days things are changing. It all depends on luck And what the ruling class believes And who spent enough bucks.
The Dean and faculty now Of the current Fool School class Doesn’t really give a **** If we fall on our ***. They’ll take the country with us And sell it to those who hate us While the Dean always does his best To openly denigrate us.
What kind of person is it who Pays for his own execution; Chooses those who caused the mess Begs them for a solution, Then whines about small things While ignoring bombs and guns That are about to blow the world apart That's what Fool School has done.
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