
I'm angry today.
At the world and myself for our ignorance and our failure.
For what we have created and what we haven't.
Where are the goals for this world?
Where is the food?
Where are the doctors?
How much is water worth?
Is it too hard to share a roof?
Which brand of clothes keep you warm?
If you don't have that I have nothing.
Gold plated breasts covered in caviar.
Can you spare a dolar?
That lazy kid selling flowers in the street saturday night.
More guns, more bombs, more hate.
Free trade, for those allowed to read about it.
What does imperialism mean?
When did slavery end?
Wheezing from those tasty pesticides agrivating my passively polluted lungs.
Dogs in the street, dogs eating leftovers,
Where are fernando's leftovers?
The maid and her stale maize,
Sex included or pay your debts and leave.
When did slavery end?
New environmentalist t-shirt with my new environmental car.
There will never be no new environment,
When will they say stop buying?
When will it be time to sell truth?
Is it too inconveniente to buy it?
Back to MTV,
Back to Hollywood,
Back to sleep till it's over.
Who's got the guns?
Who do they serve?
Why are we servents?
Independent thought. . . life in danger
Independent country . . . who can catch a bomb?
If they win we all lose.
People over profits is going to squash the profiteers,
A corporation can't accept co-exisence,
Insatiable appetite for success,
We strive to feed it blood.
Independent thought
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