Smash The Control Machine

With the perfect hair and the perfect wife

And the perfect kids and the perfect life

I can finally be somebody

Let's play born-again

American, resistance is the game

Two pigs wearing suits brought the news

That I'm wanted by the bank

They say the rent is due,

Caesar's onto you

So you better remember your place

Then they outsourced my job and gave a raise to my boss

And bailed out the banks but billed me for the loss

They say we must submit and be one with the machines'

Cause the kingdom of fear needs compliance to succeed

So water board the kids for fun, it's all the rage

And play born-again

American, resistance is the game

Smash the control machine, work, buy, consume, die

Smash the control machine, happy little slaves for minimum wage

The revolution will be monetized

And streamed live via renegade

Wi-FiThe clinic said

I'm sick, toxic and impure

But there isn't any cure for the poor or uninsured

Do we live our digital lives on multiple screens?

And we forget that the blood of the workers greased the machines

In the psalm of the fiends, love discriminates

While the fat cats feed the rats their daily dose of cake

So water board the kids for fun, it's all the rage

And play born-again

American, resistance is the game

Smash the control machine, work, buy, consume, die

Smash the control machine, happy little slaves for minimum wage

Smash the control machine, work, buy, consume, die

Smash the control machine, haters, betrayers, liars and thieves

America, she sold her soul for designer clothes

For the perfect lips and the perfect nose

The winner in the end always owns the most

Reality TV told her so

Money changer, greedy bankers, this is the peoples house

My minister has a sinister plan to save my soul with a credit card scam

Exploitation is contagious for the selfish and self inflated

Start a war, use the poor, watch our profits soar and soar

We've become a nation of wolves ruled by sheep

Owned by swine and overfed and put to sleep

And while the media elite decrees what to think

I am wide awake on the edge and on the brink

So when atlas shrugs and

The Fountainhead bleeds

And when Wall

Street apostles preach a gospel of greed

I'll renounce the fame of this gluttonous age

And be a born-again

American, resistance is to blame

Smash the control machine, work, buy, consume, die

Smash the control machine, haters, betrayers, liars and thieves

Smash the control machine, a nation of wolves ruled by sheep

Exploitation is contagious

Exploitation is contagious

Exploitation is contagious

Exploitation