Breadcrumbs and Circuses

There was a time, not long ago, when history was made
By those disgusted by the whole damn charade
They wouldn't settle for the blindfold they knew that they wore
They demanded revolution, even if it meant war

But funny how time makes things simple through the loss
Just as that rolling stone can regather moss
We ignore the corruption, we forget whats at stake
Its breadcrumbs and circuses til we reach our grave

But today we've got our Xanax and our morphine in pounds
Can numb our attention better than some old jugglin' clowns
And we've got our Netflix and our PornHub, too
We're a nation of consumers, it consumes what we do

So we kick back in our easy chairs, self-medicate to our peace
We prefer that wool on our eyes as we fall asleep
You can call me a cynic, call me depraved
But its breadcrumbs and circuses til I reach my grave

Now they may not have elephants and serve pizza instead
But that show is still a circus with some toppings on bread
Don't think that you're a winner in this pay-to-play game
Those rules have long been written with no plans to ever change

So bust your ass for a dollar and bring home just one cent
Put your interests in that one percent
Ignore your just a stepping stone in that road that they pave
Its breadcrumbs and circuses til we reach our grave

Just breadcrumbs and circuses til we reach our grave
Just breadcrumbs and circuses til we reach our grave