Verse 1

The news is Pr for the rich

Shifting the focus and maintaining groupthink

Manufacturing consent, it's building up dissent but nothing happening with even 99 percent

It ain't about facts, what that narrative lacks

And about redrawing borders on the cognitive map

Damn man, propaganda gone outta hand

With a plan to give all refugees a lifetime ban

The leaders had them fooled

It started in the schools

Preventing revolutionaries was a golden rule

No need to control with the fear and violence, cripple with apathy

Hear the silence, power will always take subsidised by the state

Over saturation of information but what is fake

Political processes’ don't work

Systems of government don't work

Free market economics don't work

Legal, judicial homie it don’t work

Hook

That old grey mare it ain't what it used to be

Said it ain't what it used to be

Coz Ain't nothing ever free

That old grey mare it ain't what it used to be

Said it ain't what it used to be

Where truth the first casualty

Verse 2:

If the Law is reason from passion

It’s fashioned by federal institutions irrational

Resistance transnational, as production of capital

Hope within a people, woke dreamers vote factional

Now it don’t even matter if the thieves get caught

Devoid of consequence legislatures been bought

There's no critical thought Cause it's never been taught

Since after after Vietnam we don’t see the war fought

The devil learn quick Armed new tricks

PR campaigns, reactionary politic

Contract private military security forces

Mercenaries for hire that easily cross borders

Flying under the banner of corporate orders

Not safe for local activists or even Reporters

Finite probability, total system collapse