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We Are the Barbarians

Why do you not see the world's in a civil war I'll bet you'll notice when the army kicks in your door. We fear anyone who doesn't look or think the same Thinking you're better, you're playing the Banksters game. These greedy creatures own you and your home It's been this way since the days of Rome. Only in conflict they will ever invest After the Arabs, who's next to be oppressed. Anyone who's different we need to defeat Who really hates these people, you or the elite. They love their power, they love the status quo Who's next to fall, only they know. The only way to survive is to lose your individuality We're free ranch chickens, stuck in a fake reality. Do what you're told or go straight to jail The systems been rigged for any change to fail. Lies and indoctrination is all you'll find in a school Qualifications don't make you smart, you're just another tool. We are the slaves under the money whip We beg for water while champagne they'll sip. They're comfortable in the knowledge, the masses are dumb enough Working for them is what makes life tuff. You'll stay in their system that you'll avoid trying to see I suppose it's easier than asking "is this me"

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