It’s a Myth That I Drink

Overlords drove us under ground
When we were but fresh faced youth
They celebrate what they confiscate
And sprinkle lies with bits of truth

Common sense is now a memory
Bound to a new set of rules
Now the good is bad and the bad is good
Mind control of the mass of fools

Where are we
Certainly
Not at Home

Robotic heads on the electric box
Repeat the daily contrived "news"
The aptitude of their hypocrisy
Peddling fear and lofty platitudes

Yes, Overlords drove us underground
When we did not adopt their views
The hubris con of heir overreach
Manipulate the world of fools

Crawling
And Searching
For a Home

Calling
And Finding
Our way Home



Credits
Writer(s): Mat Gillespie
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