Smash The Control Machine Lyrics - Otep

Smash The Control Machine Lyrics Otep

With the perfect hair and the perfect wife
And the perfect kids and the perfect life
I, finally be somebody

(let's play born-again american, resistance is the game!)

Two pigs wearing suits brought the news
That i'm wanted by the bank
They say the rent is due Caesar's onto you
So you better remember your place

Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss
Bailed out the banks
But billed me for the loss
They say we must submit
And be one with the machine
Because the kingdom of fear
Needs compliance to succeed
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage and play born again american
Resistance is the game

Smash the control machine
Work buy consume die
Smash the control machine
Happy little slaves for minimum wage

(the revolution will be monetized
And streamed live via renegade wifi)

The clinic said i'm sick, toxic and impure
But there isn't any cure for the poor or uninsured
So we live our digital lives on multiple screens
And we forget that the blood of the workers grease the machines
In the psalm of the fiends love discriminates
While the fat cats feed the rats their daily dose of cake
So waterboard the kids for fun it's all the rage
And play born-again american resistance is the game

Smash the control machine
Work buy consume die
Smash the control machine
Happy little slaves for minimum wage
Smash the control machine
Work buy consume die
Smash the control machine
Haters betrayers liars and thieves

She sold her soul for designer clothes
For the perfect lips and the perfect nose
The winner in the end
Always owns the most
Reality tv told her so .............

Money changer greedy bankers
This is the peoples house
My minister has a sinister plan
To save my soul with a credit card scam
Exploitation is contagious
For the selfish and self-inflated
Start a war, use the poor,
Watch our profits soar & soar
We've become a nation of wolves
Ruled by sheep
Owned by swine
Overfed & put to sleep
And while the media elite
Decrees what to think
I am wide awake on the edge
And on the brink
So when atlas shrugs
And the fountainhead bleeds
And when walstreet apostles
Preach a gospel of greed
I'll renounce the fame of this gluttonous age
And be a born-again american resistance is to blame!

Smash the control machine
Work buy consume die
Smash the control machine
Happy little slaves for minimum wage
Smash the control machine
A nation of wolves ruled by sheep
Exploitation is contagious
Exploitation is contagious
Exploitation!