The jackboot march is on the rise
A president in his cell of lies
Playing the victim for the crowd
While with terrorists he was proud
To make his dirty, bloody deals
A sickness that the nation feels!
What is happening to our land?
Leaders with their filthy hands!
Feeding vultures, fat and bland
While they kill the working man!
The slow descent to moral rot
Blaming you for what you've got
Call you weak, call you insane
While you're breaking for their gain
Killing yourself for daily bread
While they fill your heart with dread!
What is happening to our land?
Leaders with their filthy hands!
Feeding vultures, fat and bland
While they kill the working man!
They point the finger... shift the blame...
It's always you... who bears the shame...
While they're laughing... ALL THE SAME!
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO OUR LAND?!
LEADERS WITH THEIR FILTHY HANDS!
FEEDING VULTURES, FAT AND BLAND!
WHILE THEY KILL THE WORKING MAN!
...working man...
