when fred and barney rubble
(please kill me) indoctrinate me in my own home and
try to tell me that mr. slate's got it rough on his
corporate throne, "yeah, mr.
slate, boys, has bigger problems than we've ever known,
and a man like deserves respect and your respect alone"
indoctrination to keep you in your place,
brainwashing to enslave the human race.
they'll get you when you're young and forever they
embrace (were you dropped as a baby?
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'cause brains you lack-anthrax) a gov't self-portrait,
an evil we must face (and replace),
you've convinced me that a working class stiff
(but a proud one!) is what i am and that for minimum
wage in this state-run cage that should always do the
best that i can. just do what i'm told till i'm to
old to move my broken, twisted carcass out of bed.
don't take a stand, just take commands until i'm dead.

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