Farewell 2 My Nation
All: P.N.G. (People Not Gathered)
(Intro)
8 years of my life, I defended the constitutional right for you to behave like a stupid, ignorant bastard. But I've got some info for you, they may not already know

(Lyrics:Rap)
7, the number: remember it
93 below-the-line; the 7 inherit it
Wealth be the gangster lobbyist of all policy
Means that the rest of us make the other 93..
..what exactly does that mean..?
Some hyped-up stat, borne from some
Conspiracy crap?
Nope. It's the fact that despite your 'dedication'
Your life is worth zero in the eyes of Corporations
Because you're on vacation; vacuous, distracted
Mindless consumer, intellectually subtracted..
Classless, faceless, full of indecision
90 minutes at the Wal-Mart shoppin' for dishes
You think the War is the issue
Immigration, health Care, Jobs.. good God,give me a tissue!
And while you think you've got next on 'truth'
The truth is you're dense, and why I'm gonna go 'poof!', sayin'
Hook:
Farewell 2 My Nation, Good Day & Goodnight
Liberal, Conservative: Left & Right
Don't wish to be Rude, and don't mean to sound crass
But the 7%, they own your ass

Now let's review, what was that number that I gave you?
Hear's a a hint: it's the sum of 3, 2 & 2
Next clue: get your MapQuest on, coordinates
Yale University, New Haven Connecticut
Touch your face firmly, grab your like a phone
Think 'Jolly Roger', and you got the 'Skull & Bones'
A creepy fraternity, a secret society
A rogues gallery of the future High & Mighty
(An) Ivy League think-tank, with the clout & the bank
(with) absolute power, like a hand on a crank
Doing you since 1832, the 322 runnin' up this game like only they do
With Presidents, Senators, businessman, lawyers
All began their reign of power from this tiny cloister
It's so damn deep you can't even fathom
Ya belt-out strong, and just chart chantin'

(Hook)

You know the last 7 years been a real bitch
The Big ugly, the 'face' dropped a 'stitch'
Lost in the pitch of a real bad cycle
Of wars, scandals, election debacles
Paranoia to the point of total suffocation
Folks from all stripes wanna fight the irritation
But here's the situation: it's meaningless, its fruitless..
The bitching, the whining, the crying fucking useless
Backed by the media and controlled by small groups who
Supplement the 'news' you get with a soupful of bias
That's how they all locked in, more of a divide they can ride
And drop the lock-pin
And when we are unable to rise above the 'cockfight'
Control by the 7% just gets more airtight
They bought our government: they never, never lost it
Ignorance, sloth, chaos is the 'profit'
(Repeat Hook)