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