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America First

from Magic Money Tree by The Mighty Ur

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Lost America, the time of the crowned and conquering child is coming to an end, my friend.

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America
The greatest minds of your generation
Were blunted by greed, chemical coshes & rampant consumerism
Bright lights carefully dimmed out within dark carriages never to be seen again
Replaced by noodle-heads with rampant egos
Blood-soaked salesmen with meagre brains
Sowing the seeds of their own destruction
Child-like and vain:
Speaking to their own once-mythic greatness
Speaking from a storm-drain
Lost America
The time of the crowned and conquering child is coming to an end my friend
Just as your time in the lethal sandpit is spent
So relinquish now your magnifying-glass you teenage psychopath
For you cannot sit setting fire to the ants in there forever
America
Fever-stricken, sickened America/ the fourteenth amendment of your constitution bestows the Rights of the individual upon your corporations. so is it any wonder then
/that the corporations trample you underfoot/ with swift impunity?
Monoliths and Cinema-screens –
Snake oil served in jumbo-cups to useless eaters
I’m telling you America, your super-sized tourist hoards will soon be barred from boarding planes abroad
And your slick-salesmen will merrily put you to the sword for the simple fun of it.
For the expediency of it
See joy-stick destruction is like the sweet blood of virgins to these Bathory-bathing-hounds – so look around –
Your communities have all been auctioned off by corporate thugs in tailored-suits
Coz they don’t need hijacked planes no more to take down the prime real-estate
– It just takes cold reptilian calculation in place of hate
So why America, why?
Why do the ranks of huddled masses grow more wretched and swell with every single passing day?
Let me spare your blushes and break it down for you….
The corporate entity does not care for you
It does not even consider you
For aint you viewed the rushes
Ticker-tape updates in tent-city is bull-shit for the bulrushes
And this gravy-train only goes one way
So if you are truly chosen as you so often say, then you had better pray
you had better pray America
For these psychopaths have no loyalty to your land-mass – thus once your money-supply, food, water, and gas has become sufficiently depleted – they shall move on with barely a backwards glance
The crescent moon choke-hold and the petro-dollar stranglehold is ever-weakening
So what exactly is there left stop it crumbling?
Can you not hear the approaching juggernaut a-rumbling?
Your simpering snowflakes tried to warn you of a coming mighty avalanche
buy many left among you think you still have a semblance of a chance
Dance
Dance America
Dance to the tune of the latest incarnation of robber-baron-in-chief
and cheer
Cheer as the king of cheats robotically bleats: America first! America first!
And as the Jekyll island jackals suck the remaining marrow from your bones
Under cover of night the Prez quietly boards his corporate jet alone
Zap! Wham! And Holy Cow!
Look at the sandpits burn like oil-slicks now!

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from Magic Money Tree, released August 16, 2018
Words:Steve
Music:Runks

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