New World Disorder

I see America crying
Through the eyes of a child
I see America dying
Through the glass of my TV
Brainwashed to conformity
Programmed what to believe
With television religion
And 24 our news
Media propaganda
Force feeding me their views
I want to believe in America
But the whole liberty shit
Is just a text book fabrication
Money bloody money
Countries transform to corporations
The government doesn’t run things anymore
But we like to think they do
From banks to bonds to Wall Street
America is a money zoo
I bow down to almighty god of the dollar
And get change back if I obey
Labeled as a radical or revolutionary
If I kindly turn away
One world, one company
No saviors, martyrs or saints
Just CEO’s and stock options
We don’t know what it means to be free
3 piece suit, briefcase, slaves
Working your lives away
While your wives worry all day
About how it will look
Dropping off your A.D.D. offspring
In your last year’s mini van
Image is everything!!!
Family man, free man?
What a joke!
You have more freedom
Homeless, drunk and broke
America crying,
America dying
Lost land of the brave
Now just a feeding ground
For you, the company slaves.