Economic genocide
Trickle down is trickling on
The shanty drone and ghetto dawn
A military 'option' for the poor
Pointed into a corner your guns are their door
Trickle down is fallacy
Only war jobs will save your economy
Your forces lack the power to win a war
So build cannon fodder out of the poor
Make the innocents fed on each other
Make a good man turn on his brother
Rape the family - crush good will
Conditions decay until there's mercy in the k**ing
Starve the poor, dangle their need
You must protect your bitter greed
Recruit the desparate, cushion all blows
Don't the desparate cushion all blows
Trapped at the front with a loaded gun
Now you have him under your thumb
Trickle down has worked just right
The 'expendables' are fighting your fight
Make the innocents feed on each other
Make a good man turn on his brother
Rape the family - crush good will
Conditions decay until there's mercy in the k**ing
Welfare shrinks and war funds grow
The cornered desparate will never know
That they're given a protest but not a voice
And the 'choice' they make is never their choice
The draft won't work on those who can see
But the poor will sign for opportunity