The Press Corpse (Live)

We got to work to make the facts fit the false charges
Pull the wool over the eyes of the filthy masses
Stab the people in the back for the corporate choice
Roll the propaganda out using the people's voice
We don't want to talk about it
The press scribble scribble every half-truth spoke

Then shoot it round the country like an April fools joke
Hype the nation for a desert storm love affair
Wave the stars and stripes like you just don't care
They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night
They talk until their face turns blue - red white and blue
But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day
We find the picture still askew

They don't want to talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and mindlessly salute
Oh whoa
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
Ohhhhh, whoa

And on the TV screen
Diversion and aversion is the flavor of the day
Was it WMDs or democracy
Blame it on MI-6 or the CIA
The White House press corpse only has one thing to say
We don't want to talk about it
The White House boils over, Al Jazeera got it wrong

The Press Corpse jumps onboard singing the White House song
While over in Iraq thousands are dead because of lies
The spineless war drumming-press corpse have taken lives
They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night
They talk until their face turns blue - red white and blue
But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day
We find the picture still askew

They don't want to, talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and mindlessly salute
Oh whoa
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
Ohhhhh, whoa

We don't want to talk
We don't want to
We don't want to talk about it
We don't want to talk
We don't, don't want to, we don't wanna talk about it (we don't want to)
We don't, don't want to, we don't wanna talk

They don't want to, talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
Oh whoa
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
Ohhhhh, whoa



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick C Bollinger, Christopher Mark Head, Justin Cathal Geever, Christopher Lee Barker
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