Insecticide

"Insecticide" Fake the race finding words that relate Know your place the outcasts never win Crush the grin crossing slice in the face Falling out never in Deep in debate about nothing that matters Feeling bad when an insect dies Oh Sad it's gone let's become part of the hive Spend and buy 'til there's nothing inside Oh Nowhere to run Or get taken away Sense of self is erased Inject the chemical and obey Crush the shell no oxygen left to tell Waterboarded all alone in a cell Hell tells as slaves drown in a well Survive to see a vision of when Rome fell From philosopher to road warrior Modern Mad Max at end of the world Planning attacks by resistance within To purge the corporate system of sin Deep in debate about all things that matter Feeling good when an insect dies Oh Glad it's gone let's take out the whole hive A biological attack from inside Oh Never giving up Going alone Raid bomb strapped to the chest but not our own Strolling through a crowd of insects like him Mind controlled to detonate on demand The countdown to rid the world of their kind The oligarch is all out of time A thousand rays of toxic Raid blast Ended their dystopian control so fast The fallout from that last attack of our days Broke the chains of corporate slavery at last No need to debate with the insects we splattered Clever minds sprayed the 'cide in their hive Oh Power in numbers is all it took to fight Soft-shelled politician-o-cide Oh