Uncivilization

Lyrics
Drive your mind down supermarket aisles of the world Hail the latest psychological cure-all that's for sale I heard the doom call through the silver microphone I saw the changes made without a ballot box Trigger finger solutions from a CEO-abscessed brain Treating real life workers as if a Nintendo game The new hit sound of vacancy remains here day and night Privatized prisons making sure crime pays and pays I heard the doom call through the silver microphone I saw the changes made without a ballot box [Guitar lead] Driven mad by a radiant face who gave you religion and guns The blood-splattered classroom walls less shocking now for some I heard the doom call through the silver microphone I saw the changes made without a ballot box Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Whoa-oh
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Credits
- Writers
- James T. Farris X