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Dance for Your Master

V6

[Intro - Low Whisper, Close Mic, Mocking] Yeah. Lights up, curtain up, America. [sarcastic giggle] Dance, little sheeple, dance. [Verse 1 - Deadpan, Cold, Monotone Spoken] Red, white, and blue, cheap magic trick, Bought freedom in a bottle and it made you sick, Got a flag on your truck but you can't pay rent, Pledge to a logo where your money went. [Verse 1 Cont. - Building to Angry, Gritted Teeth] Land of the FREE? Let me check the LEASE, Owned by the banks, by the badge, by the beast! Hollywood smile with a rust belt mouth, Empire's sinking SOUTH! [Pre-Chorus - Paranoid Whisper, Doubled] They said jump, you said how high, They said fear, you learned to buy, They said war, you waved the flag, While they robbed the whole damn bag. [Chorus - Full Shout, Anthem Style, Aggressive] DANCE FOR YOUR MASTER, LITTLE SHEEPLE, DANCE! SHAKE FOR THE DOLLAR, BEG FOR A CHANCE! SMILE FOR THE CAMERA, CLAP ON COMMAND! TELL ME AGAIN HOW YOU'RE THE FREEST LAND! [Chorus Cont. - Sarcastic, Bouncy, Carnival Barkers Voice] Dance for your master, little sheeple, prance, In your star-spangled circus pants, Yeah, dance for your master, little sheeple, dance! [Verse 2 - Exhausted, Depressed, Low Energy] Walmart soul and a burger-fed dream, Opiate quiet, TV scream, Think you're a wolf but you bleat in line, Feed is your shepherd, design is divine. [Verse 2 Cont. - Disgusted Snarl, Spitting] Guns and Bibles and reality shows, Potholes deep as your student loans! Love the troops till they come back broke, Sleeping on concrete, that's all she wrote! [Verse 2 Cont. - Mock News Anchor, Fake Patriotic Cheer] Biggest jailer in the whole wide world! Call it freedom! Watch the flag unfurl! Metal detectors where the kids should learn! Active shooter drill, watch the pages burn! [Chorus 2 - Choir / Gang Vocals, Everyone Shouting] DANCE FOR YOUR MASTER, LITTLE SHEEPLE, DANCE! Two jobs, no doctor, still talk big chance! Say U-S-A louder so you don't have to think, While the whole damn ship is starting to sink! [Verse 3 - Unhinged Rant, Fast Flow, Manic Laugh Between Lines] Uncle Sam got a heavy pimp hand - HA! Sell you a war like it's part of the plan! Oil in the veins, blood on the contract, Flag-draped casket for the profit intact! Vote red, vote blue, same laughing master, You fight your neighbor, he count it faster, Coke or Pepsi, same prison soda, Same cage, different cola! [Bridge - Childlike, Creepy, Lullaby Voice] Baa, little lamb, keep walking straight, Turn on the news, let 'em calibrate, Scared of the border, scared of your own, Never left your county, but you swear you know. [Bridge Cont. - Broken, Whisper-Crying Then Screaming] Land of the brave? (whisper) You flinch at truth... Land of the free? (FULL SCREAM) YOU LEASH THE YOUTH! [Breakdown - Robotic, Commanding, Drill Sergeant Voice] DANCE. DANCE. DANCE. DANCE FOR HIM! [Final Chorus - All Voices Layered - Whisper + Shout + Choir] [Whisper track] Dance for your master, little sheeple, dance... [Lead shout] SHAKE THAT ASS FOR YOUR INHERITANCE! [Gang vocals] WAVE THAT FLAG WITH A CHAIN ON YOUR FEET! [Lead - pure contempt, slow] Stars... and stripes... on a dead-end street. [Outro - Fading Laugh, Exhausted Mutter] Dance for your master... Dance for your master... (quiet baa) Dance for your master, little sheeple.