George "Spanky" McCurdy - Property lyrics

Property On a black mast hung a flag that we know by name On a d**h machine like a stretched limousine came a floating day by day Left a path of men in mid pa**age with a pathogen they became A third of the packages they left unchained Packing them in They shackled the men They shackled women Went back and shackled again Like cattle came to shackle children Back on a back Stack on a stack Who's soul is blacker than that Not black in the skin Black from within that void Who's master is that Sailing takes me Away to where I've always heard it could be Just a dream and the wind to Carry me Carry me Carry me They say its complicated why the cons inflated now contemplate it Way back in the 80's when they concentrated on the war on d** Now we all are thugs cuffed up and incarcerated f**ed up and corroborated when a state go private you're commodities Gotta face the facts gotta new slave master for the human race You can face the axe or replace these tags so they now say “Made in the U.S.A.” Merchant of men Work from the pen Like a serpent circled again Choke on the tail you thought you broke the sail But they came in a floating in search for the men Sailing takes me Away to where I've always heard it could be Just a dream and the wind to Carry me Carry me Carry me Watch'em Watch Watch'em Watch'em Do you see the street keeping watchmen Do you see they feen for a problem Do you see the people need their concrete and cotton Caught'em Do you see the peace keeping watchmen Do you see their need for a problem Do you see the people need their concrete and cotton Watch'em Watch Watch'em Do you see the people need their Cotton Caught'em Cotton Do you see the people need their Concrete grows out of cotton Cotton grows out of concrete Property Property Property Property