When fred and barney rubble
(please kill me) indoctrinate me in my own home and
try to tell me that mr. slate's got it rough on his
corporate throne, "yeah, mr. slate, boys, has bigger prob
Than we've ever known, and a man like deserves respect
and your respect alone" indoctrination to keep
you in your place, brainwashing to enslave the human
race. they'll get you when you're
And forever they embrace
(were you dropped as a baby?
'cause brains you lack-anthrax) a gov't self-portrait,
an evil we must face (and replace),
you've convinced me that a working class stiff (but
Oud one!) is what I am and that for minimum wage in
this state-run cage that should always do the best
that I can. just do what I'm told till I'm to old to
move my broken, twisted carcass out of
Don't take a stand, just take commands until I'm dead.