Strictly For The Birds by Lorenzo58

The President's arriving Tuesday in his party frock
To sacrifice upon the altar where the vultures flock,
So they can dig their way to Hades, yeah! They can bore and frack,
And drag us all to Hell behind them - there's no coming back.

It's all been democratically decided, but mark my words,
They've already made their minds up - it's quite absurd
To believe you have a leg to stand on, that you'll be heard
Is strictly for the birds.

Well you can trot off to the polls on Thursday, you can cast your vote
Into the toilet of oblivion, but you can't rock this boat.
So welcome to this super-cruiser on it's voyage to Hell,
'Cause they know what is best for us more than we know ourselves.

It's all been ... etc.

Well we can turn up to the church on Sunday, we can bow our heads
While they take away the ground we walk on for their daily bread.
And we can thank whatever we believe in for the poisoned air we breath,
Because there's no escaping that, whatever profits you may reap.

It's all been.... etc.