| Welcome to the dawning of a dark, dark age
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| Where deception and dishonesty are all the rage
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| The Man controls the media, your eyes and your ears
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| With music made by mother fuckin' Mouseketeers!
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| Now once upon a time you had a beautiful dream
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| Well wake up you’re just a product of the war-machine
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| You call yourself a pacifist? |
| You’re just another punk
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| The rich are getting richer, so let’s all get drunk and
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| Sing with the masses, sing with the masses
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| C’mon, c’mon and give us blood and money
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| Color T.V.s with super-sonic s-s-sound
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| Bow down before the land of milk and honey
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| While we burn your people, burn your people to the ground
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| Come and watch the death of the American dream
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| Now the red, white, and blue is the red, gold, and green
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| The man controls the money, and he starts a war
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| But fight it? |
| Naw, that’s what the working-class is for
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| So he hides behind a bible, and he hides behind a flag
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| And he hides behind your brother in a bodybag
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| He hides behind the covers, yeah cause while he sleeps
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| He’s counting up the bodies like he’s counting sheep! |
| He goes…
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| One, two, three, four, five, six, seven-thousand more!
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| (Who's keepin' score?)
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| Come on, come on and give us blood and money
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| Color T.V.s with super-sonic s-s-sound
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| Bow down before the land of milk and honey
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| While we burn our bridges, burn our bridges to the ground
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| Blood and money
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| Blood and money
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| Blood and money make the world go round |