Apocalypse Blues
Her Majesty
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How would you like your justice today Served up with thamaldahyde or cold on a lunch tray You woke up drunk and your friends called the cops Where will they be when the other shoe drops Now I'm not much for metaphors but you're full of shit But the lawyers keep telling me they can't stop the drip While the Wall Street fuckers keep singing their song And the poor bite the bullet and just play along Oh you poor little boy now what will you do When your trust fund runs out and tuition is due Will you run to your papa or cry on the phone Or grow the f*ck up! There are people alone And they struggle and fight just to keep their heads up While the rich and the busy absorb all the luck Will you keep on forgiving or throw them away When the collapse of society is just days away Welcome to America's institutional hell It'll whittle your heart to a broken down shell I've stopped hoping for change, I just want them to hurt And leave the bigoted fuckers face down in the dirt But what does it matter at the end of the day The money's real good when the people obey Let them brainwash your sons and destroy your girls' worth Give it up for the greatest country on Earth
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