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Anti-Government Sentiment

The lies,

Make the mask,

Make the face.

**** it fast.

 

I die, I cry.

They lie, I listen.

 

Fight the power, **** the machine.

Fight the power, **** the machine.

Fight the power, Save yourself.

 

Johnny is a white boy,

Born into Democracy.

Johnny is a slave boy,

But he's told that he is free.

 

Johnny asks his Mama,

"Why am I the same?

Why do I have to work so hard?

Given my bland name?"

 

Johnny's Mama slaps him,

Makes him straight and true.

Now blindly loves his government,

You are aware that you do, too.

 

For reasons unbeknownst,

A pleasant government image, you make.

Under the happy illusion,

That you and I are safe.

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rod-normandy-sterling
Published
Jun 15, 2010
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Notes

This collection could not be possible without the endowment of our corrupted capitalist pig of a government.

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