How did this come to be?
That we elect people to control our destiny.
And they botch the job so horribly
But we can’t fire them, because they’re in charge of “we”.
So instead, in a bunch of years we “vote” them back in
And the vicious cycle, once again begins
And we cry and complain while anarchy’s tendrils take root.
But you’re not protected because the police don’t give a hoot
Political correctness has destroyed the land of the free
Because now people aren’t allowed to just be
They’ll be labeled a racist, a bigot, a phobe, and hanged by rope
Oh God, is there any hope?
But there is no God, because that too does offend
And there’s no justice if there’s no way to defend
Time and life will continue to go
As you pretend that everything is status quo
So sit at home and consume the media your fed
And keep your head in the ground until you’re buried and dead.