This ain't no joke
Ain't no show
The end is nigh
We in survival mode
Deadly virus spreads with no soul
No intention it's not the nature's fault
Nature made us all
The killer life form jumps from host to host
It doesn't need or want your dreams or hopes
Like every earthquake tsunami and perfect storm
The rich and powerful survives but not the poor
The promise land once again is just a fantasy
Bodybags pilling up
But it doesn't stop the greed
No support for scums like you and me
Every dollar dime and penny
Goes to corporate thieves
It's a muthercukin' grand scheme
CEOs and Feds are all in it to steal
Reaching across the aisle to seal the deal
Kill that bill this might be your last enjoy the meal
It's a class warfare through and through
Motherf*ckers too ignorant to see it through
Cruel neoliberal business rules screws over
Millions of cheap labour who's making your shoes
I don't give a f*ck about your tribal section
Rival nation sexual orientation
F*ck your politics religious fixation
I ain't gonna hear it
Don't mention
You stay in your bubble
I stay in mine
I don't want your trouble
Don't waste my time
Post truth era you made up your mind
You don't wanna hear reason
That's a cultish sign
That's a cultish sign
That's a cultish sign
And that's that
That's that
That's that