A Drink from the Trough

If you don’t equal your fed?
You might find a price on your head
You might be surprised just how little you’ll fetch
Hey hey, hey hey, USA
Your pressures? need fiction as fact
Our leaders, some liars grown fat
From food they picked while they stood on our backs
Hey hey, hey hey, USA
While you’re out there protesting that dumb Donald Trump
What of this system that sells us this junk
How they stole and they lied from the aisles and the side
While we were throwing scones they plundered the divide
Oh them bodies and the flames, they just point you towards the plains
If this is who you trust, good night is good luck
Oh If this is who you trust, good night is good luck
No wonder them pigs hide their face
When they spray those poor injuns with mace
If your blood does not boil, your heart does not race
Hey hey, hey hey USA
They’re planning some new war tonight
They’ll pay you a pittance to fight
If you think that’s freedom, I guess that you’re right
Hey Hey, hey hey, USA
While you’re out there protesting that dumb Donald Trump
What of this system that sells us this junk
How they stole and they lied from the aisles and the side
While we were throwing scones they plundered the divide
Oh them bodies, and the flames, they just point you towards the plains
If this is who you trust, good night is good luck
If this is who you trust, good night is good luck