Who’s to blame

Who’s to blame for the state of our towns in this game?  
Is it fate that the clowns still remain?  
still contain and control the dice that you roll,  
all your dreams and your goals  
It’s insane  
at this rate we’ll be begging for the food on our plates  
no reference point for them to relate  
profits don’t take a dent  
oh but they’ll cooperate,  too little too late  
as the perpetrators dictate  
from their towers of fame and of crime  
built with our blood and our time,  
while they play the game  
tell us it’s we  
who should take all the blame  
They fly in their jets  
no regrets  
taking bets  
on the dancing puppets  
that are there to distract your contact with truth,  
there to redact all notion of proof,  
there to placate the debate that we need but remains more than ever aloof