BODY POLITIC

Body politic, back to the source
Prime shit talk, straight off the factory floor
All the bullshit that they're afraid to endorse
People die in the street but we got money for wars
Every town, every city destroyed
Police tear gas and a militant voice
Talking bout it's impossible to avoid
But every dead body is a policy choice

Hit the street & get rowdy with noise
Hit the street and start making demands
Every single politician has blood on their hands
Smiling on cam to wash it off but they can't

On cue and they call us naive
Asking what a human life's really worth
Whilе they're swimming in the bribеs and fees
We're asking them to solve a problem they were paid to make worse

That blue and red shits played out
Look at their fucking donor lists
The corporations pay them to lay down
And the opposition don't exist

Running smear campaigns and shit til
Everybody's afraid of the word "socialist"
Meanwhile they couldn't answer what it was on a quiz
If you asked em to define what a socialist is

I could give a fuck less about symbolic wins
What good is diversity if they do the same shit
Giving tax breaks to their rich ass friends
And still drone striking middle eastern kids

Meanwhile the single moms working 2 jobs
Gotta wake up and kiss the boots of the bourgeoise
Just for a couple cents to eat on
And our tax money just bought a fucking spaceship for elon