Permissable Slavery
 

We have an enemy in our midst, communist, capitalist, democractic systems in existence.
Who's to blame when the flames burn high in the village/
those who pillage or the ones with the matches/
The catch is, they'll make you think your fighting for a cause/
The laws of mankind and your country's applause/
Will have to do to satisfy your hunger for aggression/
Watch your brothers die as their fighting in oppression.
To make the world free, can't you see/
We're slaves to the money/ hypnotized by the currency/
And your TV/ is the family teaching you/
and the rest of the world what your not supposed to do/
But your not learning, You absorb like a sponge/
Information fed to your brain by the gov/
While you dream of white doves, in a place called hope/
and your thinking that you one day might just cope/
With the issues on the television, CNN/
or drift away through the channels and stop to watch friends/
It makes you happy?/ The misery of the world is at home, in your pocket/
Putting rockets in the dome/
and when it all blows what will the dollar be worth/ to this earth/
at the start of the human rebirth/and it hurts/
to see the world blinded from the truth/
So its my job to speak it from the depths of a sound booth.