I know this whore named democracy
She'll spread her legs for the highest bidder
She's about to be fucked to death
By a multinational demi-god
I know this this preacher named capitalism
He speaks off bliss through competition
He hides a boy, with secrets to tell
The boy's name, third world
I know the fucker named neo liberalist
Handcuffed and gaggeding the back of my caddie
There's a brick on the gas,
And about a mile off open road
About a mile of open road,
Before the ocean side cliff
That awaits his arrival
They!
Will!
All!
Meet!
Their!
Demise!
The smiles collapse when the camera's turn off!
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