We are Rome, Aztec Mexico
Easter Island paradigm
We are followers of Jimmy Jones
Cutting in the cool-Aid line
We are Animal Farm pigs
We are a Terry Gilliam film
We are fear oligarchy
We are wolves in wolves' clothing
We are this planet's kidney stones
In the process of getting passed
Metamorphosis from first to last
A system breaking down beyond repairs
A product of 3 million millionaires
One hundred million easy marks
We are Marie Antoinette
We are Joseph McCarthy
We've finally become The Divided States
A nation built on freedom, fear, and hate
The denotation of irony
We all want a Hollywood end
But we're getting the foreign one
The script has already been penned
The title: the epitaph of
A drowning nation
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We are Rome, Aztec Mexico
Easter Island paradigm
We are followers of Jimmy Jones
Cutting in the cool-Aid line
We are Animal Farm pigs
We are a Terry Gilliam film
We are fear oligarchy
We are wolves in wolves' clothing
We are this planet's kidney stones
In the process of getting passed
Metamorphosis from first to last
A system breaking down beyond repairs
A product of 3 million millionaires
One hundred million easy marks
We are Marie Antoinette
We are Joseph McCarthy
We've finally become The Divided States
A nation built on freedom, fear, and hate
The denotation of irony
We all want a Hollywood end
But we're getting the foreign one
The script has already been penned
The title: the epitaph of
A drowning nation
Easter Island paradigm
We are followers of Jimmy Jones
Cutting in the cool-Aid line
We are Animal Farm pigs
We are a Terry Gilliam film
We are fear oligarchy
We are wolves in wolves' clothing
We are this planet's kidney stones
In the process of getting passed
Metamorphosis from first to last
A system breaking down beyond repairs
A product of 3 million millionaires
One hundred million easy marks
We are Marie Antoinette
We are Joseph McCarthy
We've finally become The Divided States
A nation built on freedom, fear, and hate
The denotation of irony
We all want a Hollywood end
But we're getting the foreign one
The script has already been penned
The title: the epitaph of
A drowning nation