While wars are waged

Wages remain stillborn

It's easier to raise a flag

Than the minimum income

And i know it's a damn drag

Keeping focused and informed

(Woah... Hey! Hey!)

The untouchable remain out of touch

Writing and feeding us much

Of the click-bait that we browse

To keep our rage aroused

In the wrong direction

Put a convenient lampshade on

The glaring inconsistencies

Of the latest Disney histories

(Hey! Hey!)

But if you can't make head or tail

Of the confused slew of tales

And red scare herring strategy

Just follow the money:

Flowing from empty pockets

To the clouds like rockets

That now obscure the sun:

Cease photosynthesis

(Begone!)

Replaced with oxygen coupons

As they cash in on miseries

We inhale externalities

They expound upon the green

But i get high on the smokescreen

And intend to weaponise

The darkness thus devised

In the basement of a high-rise

Though kindness may be illegalised

Our illegally tender scars

Are armour of a kind

Up against the tidal forces

Of capital's worst satellites;

Weaponised enforcers

Of property rites

Well proper tea should be brewed

Two hundred degrees Fahrenheit!

(Boil the whole damn system tonight!)