Everyone loves a fascist
They tell you what you want to hear.
They tell you of a new world
Where there is nothing to fear.
Oh and how silly it all is
Politics is such a spoiled mess
Edible only to the man who seeks power
And money and a place to build his fortress.
This trepidation, this army of tyrants
All wonder about aimlessly
Yet we cower before their spiteful words
By the blood they spill so shamelessly.
A gentle heart
Corroded in the back of a windowless cell
Corroded to a little red icicle
To a jar of whistles with a brass heavy bell.
Yes everyone loves a fascist
When all they do is kill
And pay-out to corporate businesses
Who eat up our free will.
They tell you what you want to hear.
They tell you of a new world
Where there is nothing to fear.
Oh and how silly it all is
Politics is such a spoiled mess
Edible only to the man who seeks power
And money and a place to build his fortress.
This trepidation, this army of tyrants
All wonder about aimlessly
Yet we cower before their spiteful words
By the blood they spill so shamelessly.
A gentle heart
Corroded in the back of a windowless cell
Corroded to a little red icicle
To a jar of whistles with a brass heavy bell.
Yes everyone loves a fascist
When all they do is kill
And pay-out to corporate businesses
Who eat up our free will.
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