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Not for lack of a gentle mother, I do lack a mental cover
It keeps on pounding my head, world order, water
Torture, exhausted economics, everyday just more comics
In a pissing contest that started out with atomic bombs

Mom, will they drop the bomb?
Will they think about their children's children
Being born with limbs missing?
There is no one to call, you can't make 'em stall
I wanna feed 'em to each other 'cause I'm sick of 'em all

How can't you see something's missing
Is anyone listening
We're shooting up flares
Does anyone care

They got this world locked down, bound and gagged
From the Rez in Pine Ridge to that land in Baghdad

When did our leaders
Become bottom feeders
We're shooting up flares
Does anyone care

They got this world locked down, bound and gagged
With constant fear and paranoia toxins in our head

It's just something they know how to do
How to make everyone feel uncalm
The masses just take it while they turn the screws
Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb

It's just something that we got to fight
How to make everyone feel uncalm
Keep us distracted with fuel to ignite

Porno shows, MTV hoes and on the radio
It's the same fucking song, that's just the way it goes
Cultures referral to democracy's girls
From the rules of engagement sweetheart
This is the world

How can so many sit silent
Numb to the violence
We're shooting up flares
Does anyone care

They got this world locked down bound and gagged
The Botox, Barbie dolls and magazine ads

It's just something they know how to do
How to make everyone feel uncalm
The masses just take it while they turn the screws
Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb

Embodying all that we know to be wrong
How to make everyone feel uncalm
When a war chant becomes a popular song
Not for lack of a gentle mother, I do lack a mental cover   It keeps on pounding my head, world order, water   Torture, exhausted economics, everyday just more comics   In a pissing contest that started out with atomic bombs      Mom, will they drop the bomb?   Will they think about their children's children   Being born with limbs missing?   There is no one to call, you can't make 'em stall   I wanna feed 'em to each other 'cause I'm sick of 'em all      How can't you see something's missing   Is anyone listening   We're shooting up flares   Does anyone care      They got this world locked down, bound and gagged   From the Rez in Pine Ridge to that land in Baghdad      When did our leaders   Become bottom feeders   We're shooting up flares   Does anyone care      They got this world locked down, bound and gagged   With constant fear and paranoia toxins in our head      It's just something they know how to do   How to make everyone feel uncalm   The masses just take it while they turn the screws   Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb      It's just something that we got to fight   How to make everyone feel uncalm   Keep us distracted with fuel to ignite      Porno shows, MTV hoes and on the radio   It's the same fucking song, that's just the way it goes   Cultures referral to democracy's girls   From the rules of engagement sweetheart   This is the world      How can so many sit silent   Numb to the violence   We're shooting up flares   Does anyone care      They got this world locked down bound and gagged   The Botox, Barbie dolls and magazine ads      It's just something they know how to do   How to make everyone feel uncalm   The masses just take it while they turn the screws   Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb      Embodying all that we know to be wrong   How to make everyone feel uncalm   When a war chant becomes a popular song
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