Otep - Smash The Control Machine lyrics

"With the perfect hair And the perfect wife And the perfect kids And the perfect life I will finally be somebody" Let's play born-again American, resistance is the game! Two pigs wearing suits brought the news That I'm wanted by the bank They say the rent is due Ceaser's on to you So you better remember your place Then they outsourced my job and gave a raise to my boss Bailed out the banks, but billed me for the loss They say we must submit and be one with the machines 'Cause the kingdom of fear needs compliance to succeed So waterboard the kids for fun, it's all the rage And play born-again American, reistance is the game Smash the control machine Work, buy, consume, die Smash the control machine Happy little slaves for minimum wage "The revolution will be monetized and streamed live via renegade wi-fi" The clinic said I'm sick, toxic and impure But there isn't any cure for the poor or uninsured So we live our digital lives on multiple screens And we forget that the blood of the workers grease the machines In the psalm of the fiends, love discriminates While the fat cats feed the rats their dose of daily cake So waterboard the kids for fun, it's all the rage And play born-again American, resistance is the game Smash the control machine Work, buy, consume, die Smash the control machine Happy little slaves for minimum wage Smash the control machine Work, buy, consume, die Smash the control machine Haters, betrayers, liars and thieves She sold her soul for designer clothes For the perfect lips and the perfect nose The winner in the end always owns the most Reality TV told her so Money changer, greedy banker, this is the people's house My minister has a sinister plan to save my soul with a credit card scam Exploitation is contagious for the selfish and self-inflated Start a war, use the poor, watch our profits soar and soar We've become a nation of wolves, ruled by sheep Owned by swine, overfed and put to sleep And while the media elite decrees what to think I am wide awake, on the edge and on the brink So when Atlas shrugs, and the fountainhead bleeds And when Wall Street apostles preach a gospel of greed I'll renounce the fame of this glutinous age And be a born-again American, resistance is to blame Smash the control machine Work, buy, consume, die Smash the control machine Haters, betrayers, liars and thieves Smash the control machine A nation of wolves, ruled by sheep Exploitation is contagious Exploitation is contagious Exploitation is contagious Exploitation...