Category (Artist) - Adventures In Paranoia lyrics

How many British scientists have gotta die To get the Star-Wars system into the sky? How many towers do you have to drop To get oil at a reasonable cost? How many kids you gonna fill with medication Just so they behave like your generation I don't think it's fair, I don't think it's right Gonna bring your transgressions into the light Like when MK-ULTRA invade your brains Or Military planes dropped chemical rain And what did the media ever have to say? ........Nothing I'm starting to think the moonlandings were fake Just a stunt for publicity's sake The Van Allen belts got ignored In another attempt to end the cold war The whole f**ing lot was filmed in colorado (A stunning little piece of political bravado) Make the world think your science is superior Let them know their weapons are inferior (Ok, ok, check this out, coz this is the way it is) *Another bit of bullsh**, a few more lies *Another bit of bullsh**, a few more lies *Another bit of bullsh**, a few more lies *Hiding behind the all seeing eye Fake an attack on American land Start a new war without reprimand This aint 9/11 whatever you're thinking This is Cuba, this is the sixties And it makes me think, and it makes me wonder If Operation Northwoods went without blunder Could history repeat itself? Has the world forgotten, put it up on a shelf? So I thank the Senate for the FOIA Revealing their crimes every single day Open your eyes, read every single word Show what you find to the whole f**ing world (spoken) People wonder why I care about the actions of the American government, but they are an international super-power, war- corporatism at it's finest, and they've been in constant conflict with one nation or another since the 1950's. This is how they treat their own f**ing people, imagine how you'll be treated when your government needs restructuring, and trust me, it will. Well this could all of course just, well it could just be pure speculation... (/spoken) Think of the Project for a New American Century Making every ally out to be an enemy This is the line we are starting to straddle Floating down diarrehea creek without a paddle Don't think you live in a little piece of heaven Or you wouldn't have a place like Pier 57 Where they lock away vocal democratic citizens Who call to impeach with marching and singing Maybe I'm drunk, maybe I'm high Maybe I just don't understand why The World Bank always seems to go against The people it is supposed to represent So here's my message to Bohemian Grove The c*nts that choose how the world grows Forget about the Cremation of Care When the world ends, your money won't be there (This is where I would normally ask you all to vote for Ron Paul, but I think we're screwed no matter which puppet is sitting in that f**ing chair)