Commodify anxiety (Sell it by the bottle) A rapid growth cottage industry (Take it with alcohol) Oh, whoa is me Their misery loves company 'specially if suffering means profit margins see timely relief. we're nothing They’d sooner sweep us Away to the dustbin Out of sight Out of mind It’s all part of their grand escape plans They’ll ruin everything Of hers So they can fuck off To a faraway star And start over again but we have something, they need our rapt attention, their greed They want us watching the decline of society arguing from the sidelines, while they steal our liberty Amplify anxiety (Blast it from every corner) Hit 'em in their money (crash their quarterly earnings report) Oh what a sight To see them dragged into this fight Kicking and squealing Like a hog marked for the feast. We're not doing nothing They’d sooner Sweep us Away to the dustbin Out of sight Out of mind It’s all part of their grand escape plans They’ll ruin everything Of hers So they can fuck off To a faraway star And start over again We’re united by a need to upset The imbalance they protect With bailouts and thugs Draped in liberty The festering vestiges Of their flawed eternity But what they don't get Is that she who holds the pen Gets to write them out of Their precious legacy
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