We live in a Christian police state A nation of fat NASCAR fans It’s a classist, misogynist, fascist and despotic tool Of rich white men with bloodstains on their hands
We’re a cruelly carnivorous Gang of flat-out ridiculous Wal-Mart sheeple breeding Big Mac-eating brats
Check out Chomsky and Zinn When they start to fill you in It’ll knock you on your ass
Thank Gawd for the chattering classes We know what’s best for you creeps Things like vinyl and bikes, indie coffee shops And microbrews and LGBT-friendly soccer teams
They insist on imposing The corporate will of America On the world at large No matter what the cost
I’ve got it all figured out And I don’t have any doubts So why am I so lost?
I can’t figure out what to do (3x)
