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The State of the Union
The state of the Union?
Well really, there isn’t
It’s all just a farce
To make reality pleasant
“Of the People, By the People”
Is heralded true
When really your lives
Are controlled by a few
Those corporate fatcats
And barons of oil
Who let us do the work
And reap all the spoils
Who buy off the brass
And govern on high
Above all the laws
That the rest must abide
Who pay no living wage
And increase the debt
Only out for themselves;
Fuck all the rest
Well really, there isn’t
It’s all just a farce
To make reality pleasant
“Of the People, By the People”
Is heralded true
When really your lives
Are controlled by a few
Those corporate fatcats
And barons of oil
Who let us do the work
And reap all the spoils
Who buy off the brass
And govern on high
Above all the laws
That the rest must abide
Who pay no living wage
And increase the debt
Only out for themselves;
Fuck all the rest
Published 20th Nov 2013
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