THE STORY OF OUR LIVES
Bow to your masters malevolent
Challenge their control and you shall repent
They possess the means of production, the fruits of your labor
The moments of all our lives
As we toil down below
We're raped of the crop
Which grew from seeds we've sown
This is the story of our lives
I beg you - open your eyes!
Blessed in this age: the economy
Which maintains the modes of power
Our labor and our dollars fuel their industries
As those atop the pyramid leave us to rot
As we toil down below
We're raped of the crop
Which grew from seeds we've sown
The pursuit of Liberty - rhetoric which means nothing
The pursuit of Liberty - in pursuit we shall remain
This is the story of our lives