The invitations sent on tasteful ocher stock in serif-ed bold
Some politicians, lobbyists, and their escorts name in gold
"Come one! Come all! To a party in your honor
It will be a soiree to remember!"
And a pleasure to behold
"You're on the list. The open bar is stocked with top-shelf fare
A coat-check and a valet. Rubbing elbows, open air"
All the Right-Wing bigwigs, and the N.R.A, and Televangelists
All dancing to their paid for, licensed, music and all they'd hear is
Boom, click
Boom, boom, click
What is going on? They cannot understand that sound. And all they'd hear is
Boom, click
Boom, boom, click
They can't figure out the sound: the bass is banging much too loud
It's raining death and blood is spilling on the dance floor
Dark
The beat kicks in
Feet start to move
The lights flick on my eyes are filled with the sights of wrinkled white men in suits
Ice sculptures and gaudy chandeliers refract the white light into ironic rainbow tears
And they don't realize they're doomed
With their bleached white teeth, fake tits, and exceptional veneers
Their thousand dollar suits will be nothing but ash when I'm through
Boom, click
Boom, boom, click
What is going on? They cannot understand that sound. And all they'd hear is
Boom, click
Boom, boom, click
They're slipping on the blood of their constituents
Boom, click
Boom, boom, click
They're screaming out at the top of their lungs
Boom, click
Boom, boom, click
They can't figure out the sound: the bass is banging much too loud
It's raining death and blood is spilling on the dance floor