Make Sure that They’re Hated

"WANT IS WEALTH
POVERTY IS PROSPERITY
SQUALOR IS LUXURY"

Make Sure that They’re Hated

(Sung to the tune of The Offspring’s “Come Out and Play” (or “Keep ‘em Separated”))


I like the latest trashin’
I’m society’s disease
Got sheeple chantin’ on their way to the soup line
Duped to submission with the greatest of ease

Politicos are playin’ the same game as before
Take from those who have it and we’ll even the score
Keep more of it for me and then we’ll promise some more
We’re gonna take it all, we’re your pal, we’re the boss, facts we’ll gloss

Hey! Man you makin’ more than me?
Take ‘im out
Ya gotta make sure that he’s hated
Hey! Man you think different than me?
Take ‘im out
Ya gotta make sure he’s berated

Hate, lies, death, we don’t mind
Decency is dumb and morality’s a cri-i-ime,
Hey rich man, take you away!

By the time you recognize me, you’re already too late
You’re just a miserable slave now
Too slow and dumb to see it’s you’re fate

We’ve cooked your goose for years but from slumber you won’t wake
So because we despise you all from you we will take
We’re gonna bash you up, smash you up, trash you down, in the ground

Our never-ending spree of theft and envy and hate
We’ve fed you rope we use, tie you up, on our stake, you will bake

Hey! Man you don’t talk just like me?
Take ‘im out
You know that honky’s just a hater
Hey! Man your skin’s a little paler?
String ‘im up
He’s an oppressor and a raper

Capital is just a crime
If you got anything then hand it over ‘cause it’s mi-i-ine
Successful, now that’s a crime!

We always play the same game that we’ve played before,
We’ll redistribute crumbs while for ourselves we take more
We’ll strip you of your wealth
And we’ll even the score
Redistributive justice do what we command
Then bow your knee in thanks and kiss the gun in our hand

Hey! Man you not worshippin’ me?
Take ‘im out
You gotta get indoctrinated
Hey! Man you got some pocket change?
Take it out
You gotta feed my revenue stream

Hey! You don’t pay enough
A penny in your hand, I’ll take that for my money trough
Hey sheeple, what’s yours is mine!

- And – Bonus lyrics for extra-joyous Collective Communal singing!

Just stole another election
It’s all in a day’s work
My pals Saul and Karl I’m in their classroom
I’m learning to kill the capit’list jerk

My friend George S. smiled at me
He makes me feel like a man
We worship the same lord with glee
Feel Satan’s power when I’m shaking his hand

I am your transformation
To the promised land
No one could do it before me
Only I have the master plan

All our grabbing at other’s power and wealth
We’re gonna bash it up, trash it up, cash ‘em out, spit ‘em out

America,
I will love you,
When you’re cold and dead
Then I will love you just fi-i-ine

Liberty,
Kill you today!
We don’t need you no more
You better get out of our way-ay-ay
Hey freedom,
You’re dead today!

I am your saving power
Can’t tell you where I’ll take you
But it’s Utopia I promise
 

Ding! Ding! Ding! Submission of the day!