I'm sick of lines that the tabloids are quoting me
Death, murder, greed and war before the papers opened see
It's open season and my mind
Is the subject for subverted messages hidden in the sub-text
Purpose written for division, see I clock that
In these hard times no compassion, we're beyond that
Page 5 after 4 full of misery, 6 is the same, 7 judges us all physically
8 perpetuates the class divide
Politician racists using fiction like they're facts to win our hearts and minds
In this simulacrum truth can be hard to find
Bombarded with information, real or lie? we can't decide, we stop asking why
In a twist we ask for more
Answers from the government who'd rather keep us starved and poor
Trust the printed word that nestles deep in cash pockets
Same ones who speak of peace but secretly they stash rockets
Talk of slashed profits, suits slang austerity
Still defence budgets sitting rich like they're celebrities
IMF to B of E, money like its C of E
The new religion economic, love is put to B E D
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Fat cats are eating
The rest of us are scrounging
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Robbing us blind as they tell us to get the pounds in
The media savage in its goal to keep the public dumb
These muppets are the puppets of the ones we trust to not be scum
For fun they got us baited to the lives of the rich and famous
Turn the pages, to the gossip tables if you're mostly brainless
Promote the aims of life as death and war
Spread across the centre of the rag on pages 23 and 24
A group of pictures that raise questions more
Like how the only victims of these blanket bombs are schoolkids aged 10 to 4?
Agendas pouring out left and right
Focus on distraction pieces to detract attention from the messy fight
Digress away into the section of the TV guide so we can't make the link its not Entertainment, this really life
Clearly lies cloud the vision of our generation
Live inside the bubble of the fake news simulation
The war for the mind, a physical continuation
To keep the status quo intact and straight up stifle inspiration
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Fat cats are eating
The rest of us are scrounging
Extra, Extra
Read all about it
Robbing us blind as they tell us to get the pounds in