Rogue states

The jackboot march is on the rise A president in his cell of lies Playing the victim for the crowd While with terrorists he was proud To make his dirty, bloody deals A sickness that the nation feels! What is happening to our land? Leaders with their filthy hands! Feeding vultures, fat and bland While they kill the working man! The slow descent to moral rot Blaming you for what you've got Call you weak, call you insane While you're breaking for their gain Killing yourself for daily bread While they fill your heart with dread! What is happening to our land? Leaders with their filthy hands! Feeding vultures, fat and bland While they kill the working man! They point the finger... shift the blame... It's always you... who bears the shame... While they're laughing... ALL THE SAME! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO OUR LAND?! LEADERS WITH THEIR FILTHY HANDS! FEEDING VULTURES, FAT AND BLAND! WHILE THEY KILL THE WORKING MAN! ...working man...