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Whose child stays and whose child goes
Is not a matter of fate; it’s a matter of economics
Whose child sings and whose child croaks
Is just punishment for the worst crime of all

Whose child stays and whose child goes
Is not a matter of fate; it’s a matter of economics
Whose child sings and whose child croaks
Is not subject to some kind of divine condemnation

There is no divine; there is only condemnation
Human condemnation
Political condemnation
Economic condemnation

And empire clings to the last vestiges of its bloody entrails
Yet these entrails eat, and breathe; and drink, and think;
And sleep, and weep; and live, and love
And the “Free” Market clings to the last vestiges of its bloody empires
And children die in its wake
But our leaders assure us; we’re not the wrong ones
They’re the criminals, we’re innocent; they’re guilty
Them. They.
Their crime?
Being born in the wrong part of the planet
Their punishment?
That’s not for us to decide, that’s God’s decision
We have one obligation, and one obligation alone
We must defend our privilege by any means necessary

Don’t worry, they tell us
Their lives are less valuable
They’re necessary human sacrifices
In the name of freedom

Their lives are less valuable
They assure us
They’re just human sacrifices
In the name of Freedom

We’re just protecting our freedom, almighty Freedom
We’re just maintaining our lifestyle

Fulfilling the dream!

They are always the oppressor
And we are always the oppressed
They are always the instigator
We always act in self-defense
We only act in self-defense
We only slaughter children in self-defense

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