Governors And Kings, Let Down Your Walls! !!

I make my living in a bomb factory, Is this my country’s only industry? There’s private prisons just as well All you’ve left me is myself to sell And if I sell my body for sex that's wrong? You’d prefer I used it for building bombs I don’t even know who I’m talking to But whoever you are I will challenge your rule You told me the devil was cast from god For daring to question the rule of law But I question your story and i cast out myself From under the yolk of your legal theft It’s not out of pride and it’s not out of greed I’m acting on morals you placed in me You’ve lost your own way, yet expect me to heel As I’m left to think while you do as you feel The reasons are different, results the same Capitalism is but a name Communism, a picture show China bought America long ago Someday I’ll quit and default on my bills, even if I don't, there are others who will Does that mean I shouldn’t or does that mean I should? Do I have the faith required for brotherhood? Governors and kings, let down your walls! Everything you build will one day fall except for the child dressed in black; the joker was born in a drone attack The violence you cast on forgotten soil becomes the plantation where your kids will toil. The food that grows there will come up spoiled; the babies will be baptized in motor oil Governors and kings, let down your walls! Everything you build will one day fall except for the child dressed in black; the joker was born in a drone attack