Fat Cat Fury

Save me your load of Fat cat fury, got Kids in cages no Judge and jury, you Yell at children and Weep for old men who Play the victim as They bomb Yemen, they Kill civilians ask How'd they do ya, you End a life and go Hallelujah, you All dare tell her and You try selling me These ideas, it's Like you're telling me Come and try the brand new style Of the cats in the USA We got rifled kids on Tuesday mornings But it's cool, because we pray The media loves its victims So we keep on making more If my pocket's full of money Then the Earth can burn to hell They will serve you here In our nation with Bezos tax pay and Automation, it's For the flag that they Make the tough choice, they Know they're best though they've Not heard our voice Today We like to fight Today We love to be blind These days the left Tends to be right And the right Tends to be left behind Come and try the brand new style Of the cats in the USA We got rifled kids on Tuesday mornings But it's cool, because we pray The media loves its victims So we keep on making more If my pocket's full of money Then the Earth can burn to hell And I know you're gonna want to get to me too Finding me a place upon your List of never-knowns and traitors Greatest truth you've ever told for People not to look into again The biggest problem's not Americana And we're all to blame We hold these truths to be self evident That all men are created equal That they are endowed by their creator With certain unalienable rights That among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness Come and try the brand new style In the USA