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I’m a wage slave,
Miserably poor,
While my government
Could hardly spend more
On weapons
To kill the innocent.
Thank Big Brother
For dealing with them.

Indiscriminate punishment
Tastes so good
With a nice side of
Cash.

Broiled cash,
Fried cash,
Raw cash.

No need to look out
Where your gilded bombs are going.
They don’t just fall on
Their heads;
They fall on
Ours.

So cut! Cut! Cut the Safety Net.
Cut! Cut! Cut! Fuck the weak.
Cut! Cut! Cut whatever the hell you want.
Cut! Cut! But never stop funding wars,
Across your planet.
Cut! Cut! Cut!

No need to look out
Where your fiscal bombs are falling.
They don’t just fall on
Their heads;
They fall on
Ours.

Don’t you dare question
Our Priorities,
If you know what I mean.

Our self-interest is
Your self-interest.
“Rational” Self-Interest.

We don’t spend money
Saving lives at home.
We spend money
Ending lives abroad.

There’s big money in war.
Illegal war?
Sounds good to…
Pointless war?
Sounds awfully good to…
Long, drawn-out war?
Sounds good to…
Bloody war?
Sounds awfully good to me.

There’s money in blood.
And there’s just
Too much blood to be spilled.

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