They send our kids off; dying for oil
Shell and BP; enjoying the spoils
Outsourced war; turned it into a business
Halliburton, Blackwater; stacking the riches
Donated to the Tsunami relief?
They kicked all the locals from the beach
Used your cash to build tourist retreats
And what about New Orleans?
Man they left that place diseased; unclean
Help? No where to be seen
Rich vultures swoop straight on the scene
Sold the schools 'soon the levy had broken
Hospitals, public housing; never to be reopened
I ain't joking, pretty read up
Though I sound like a bogan
Not done yet; I'ma keep on going
Don't think this stuff is happening around you?
Take a look around you, take a look around bra
They selling our phone-lines, they selling our power
Every hour, while you're sleeping
They be plotting; they be leaching
Distracting you with their mindless preaching
They taking our gold, they taking our ore
They'd take our souls; if only they could pass the law
I'm bloody past it all, bloody starving y'all; sick of halving all
Whiles these rich are growing fat and fucking laughing more
Got me thinking ...
If I don't get fed; get equal ...
Start eating, rich people.
I've posted these lyrics before, but required as a new post for V4vapid's comp and didn't get much reach way back when anyway. If you disagree with the rewards then flag away. Inspired by Naomi Klein's The Shock Doctrine - the truth is worse than any conspiracy. Book cover image sourced from Wikipedia.