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t. zed - socialism makes sense, think about it lyrics

[verse 1]
h+llo+oh+oh+oh+oh+oh+oh+oh+oh~
the earth mother, the giver, the soil tiller
break back digger, graves get bigger
buryin’ hope, dreams of millionaire dinners
“god, i earned it + i ain’t no sinner”
fatter, dumber, and happier, (yeah)
than all the usurpers who came here, (ugh)
took the land, the job’s not near
sit, complain, and drink my beer
build that wall, give into fear
xenophobia when aliens appear
probes on the cross, sins belie fеar
follow jesus? well jes`u`s diеd here
k!ll ’em all, with all+american gear (ya hear?)

[verse 2]
late stage, forget capital gains
these taxes pay for capitol airplanes
of corporate shills, playing at money games
with our lives, our freedoms, our labor, defeated
hope’s been beaten,
ignorance rules
integrity drools
logic is no tool
when lies and fools
rule the schools
write the news
feed the mules
fight the noose
but, guns are cool
money is good
and i’m a prude
[chorus]
so, “get with the program
love is a wasteland
the only thing that matters is
cars & ray+bans
all i need’s
a wig and a spray tan
small loan from daddy
steal the election
(steal the election)

[verse 3]
cuz, money is good,
money is power
need it to live
the pigs, the sheep
they all devour
my value, my sense
goodbye innocence
i’m fly in a sense
cuz gucci, not charity
fills my inner+sense
of self+worth
fills the dearth
f+ckin’ expensive shirt
material not work
valued+less+than dirt
i wear my heart on my sleeve
not where i live on the earth
don’t mean to be curt
but tags can’t tell my worth
[chorus]
“get with the program
love is a wasteland
the only thing that matters is
cars & ray+bans
all i need’s
a wig and a spray tan
small loan from daddy
steal the election”

“get with the program
love is a wasteland
the only thing that matters is
cars & ray+bans
all i need’s
a wig and a spray tan
small loan from daddy
steal the election”
(steal the election)
(steal the election)

[verse 4]
exploit the fruits of our +labor
machines are gonna replace +her
even him, should be a good thing
but output valued more than human
product valued more than the grin
of happy children just playing
instead work, throw shoe in bin
instead sew, burn down, and then
money gone, and poverty is sin
welcome to america you f+ckin’ heathen
(i said) welcome to america you f+ckin’ heathen
welcome to america motherf+cking heathen

- t zed lyrics

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