| By mujahidali,
on 01-05-2006 14:28
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Their greed is a weapon of mass destruction,
Truth was thrown away in the last election,
But there are some with raised fists and corporate nooses round their necks
When all the worlds a stage...
Theyre gonna burn the set.
The people are merely players...
Taken through false hopes and deaf prayers.
What they want is not the truth,
They dont want the votes to tally
Because it burns like a cross at a KKK rally
Or a US Flag in a Third World Alley.
Third world duped and indebted... No hope to prosper
Forced into captivity like all Israeli soldiers
Forced into believing all the lies that they told ya
Like an 18 year old conservative republican voter.
So which side of the fence do you sit on?
Which Box do you fit in?
But does it really matter?
When your Generations getting cashed in
For patriotism and War Heroes
For each one theres extra zeroes
On the checks to contractors
With hidden benefactors
To rebuild foreign soil
While their own countrys in turmoil
All theyre doing is trading oil
For Blood & Money...
Or is it Blood Money?
No, theres no more milk and honey, honey...
Its all been dried up.
All spent in the wrong country
When the towers blew up.
Last update : 01-05-2006 14:28
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