Bring Out the Dead

You could say that I’ve got money
A little too much gold
I’d like to run the country
Before I grow too old
Daddy told me I could be
Just who I want to be
And mama said just watch your step
With those women that you see
Just remember though it’s true
Some things are better left unsaid
In time we see who’s really free
Bring out the dead
Worship gods and tyrants
No need to work this out
What works for them might work for you
Eliminate all doubt
The preacher man he took my hand
To guide me to the light
I said man just what’s your plan
We’ve got to get this right
He just crossed himself and then
Kneeling he said
Your reward will be in heaven son
Bring out the dead
Don’t talk to me of babies
That lie beneath the trees
Covered up with rags and flies
And virulent disease
While standing there without a care
Kalashnikov in hand
Her older brother just sixteen
Surveys his first command
A rumble in the jungle
A landscape painted red
Human nature satisfied
Bring out the dead
The signs they just get better
When it comes to feral greed
Cartels and corporations
Just want to see us bleed
While governments have other ways
To still the hearts of men
Send a drone or spike a drink
With Polonium 210
Working for the bottom line
From a cyber boogie bed
The world is just a village now
Bring out the dead