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#07 (World War III) Anthem For Saving The World

by Jersey D Gibson

ACTIVATE HISTORICAL FEEDS

Luck is nothing more than preperation mixed with opportunity
like sitting on an airplane out of gas and asking for a window seat
a boiling million faces as this stewpot gets turned inside-out
bragging rights to a genocide is this what it was all about?

Falling faster than a shooting star like rockets flying high
breaking glass in a car crash out the windshield looking to fly
selling all your stocks as the markets begin to crash and burn
like a deadly tornado sitting on a merry-go-round wanting a turn.

Fuel is burning faster on this express elevator going straight to hell
a brain surgeon monkey revving a chainsaw that only wishes you well
batteries that corrode licking the terminals with your wet tongue
and all this time you just ignored all that you've done!

The games have start and you've jumped the gun
a Formula-1 racecar full pedal in a 10-mile run
systematic in potency watch what we've unfurl
tying the hands of Superman as he saves the...


Nightly news first-person slaughter you can almost taste the brains
bloodshed worse than a horror movie watch the lives go down the drain
prosperity is better than peace so go and buy yourself a gun
selling your soul at the dollar store on a liquor run.

Missles silos growing in wheat plains targeting corporate media
set to detonation onto countries you can only find in an encyclopedia
blasting pale sand beaches that you only see on your television set
burn the planet nuke the whales cut down the forests want to make a bet?

Snowfall along the equator as the oceans rise greenhouse gases rise
ten million miles of pavement justify your 100-mile an hour demise
turn on the destruction machine with a smile see the doom that bodes
a million fucking fingers on the single red button that launches the payload.

This is war we fund you well
feeding war enonomy a waiting line to hell
screaming starving children callous blood won't curl
shooting James Bond in the back as he saves the...


Insanity is profitable as we poison the world's water supply
make no exceptions or excuses as the rivers all run dry
sunblock one million as you ignore the blinding flash to the west
it's the end of the world so applaud your elected leaders in your Sunday best.

Ignore the sense of humanity as we give mercy to this wounded dog
and by dog I mean country or people or something I'm just a cog
limping economy with a money drain we fill with blood and lives
glamor magazines and pornography an opiate to constuitants say your goodbyes.

Falsehoods by politicians we've come to expect talk from both sides of the mouth
making promises like cheap dollar signs spread like disease more than we can count
it's the dawn it's the day it's the hour of the final countdown
a billion souls buried and covered with dirt in a massive grave site mound.

This is it and you knew it was
sooner or later it would happen just because
anarchy is equal opportunity death is fair boy or girl
a burning cross on Will Smith's lawn making a movie where he saves the...


DEACTIVATE HISTORICAL FEEDS

01/23/2010

Author's Note: Hmm... perhaps I need therapy... or perhaps I should stop listening to Megadeth? Oh, the lack of punctuation is actually on purpose.

Posted on 01/23/2010
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