a billionaire chatting with his friends,
they’ve gotta stop to laugh,
“we’ve really got those suckers fooled,
we’ve got ’em trained like rats!”
the riches plot,
control your thoughts,
to make you blame yourself,
“the rich are rich because they’re smarter than me…”
you’re taught this is right,
that it’s all your fault.
kill, kill, kill!(x4)
they throw a war like a party saying,
“it’s for a moral cause…”
telling you if you’re a patriot that,
“you’d better do what you’re told!”
you burn a flag,
you’re gonna hang,
makes you a tool.
they’re getting rich by selling weapons to both countries,
you never think to question what you’re told!
kill, kill, kill! (x4)
they’re gonna give you nothing
they want to take away the little they call something
you know you’re being used but still you play along
if you’re not complacent,
you’re doing something wrong.
one day they’ll push too far
that marks the beginning of their end
we’ll bring them chasing down till they’re all dead, they’re all dead,
they’re all dead!
the time is growing near… put the trigger to the man
lets go kill ’em!