The Underground Man

You were calling out from the underground
 You had lots of big ideas but no one can hear them now
 They riddled you with guilt
 They tempted you with wealth
 They twisted all your words
 They made you hate yourself
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 So now you do your schtick, a loyal patriot
 And you toe the party line even though it makes you sick
 They gave you talking points
 They taught you double-speak
 They forced you into war
 By saying you were weak
 They signed your checks til they had you in the bag
 They scared you blind then draped you in a flag
 
 Made you a man at Ft. Bragg
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 You'll do good business as an apologist
 If you exaggerate their facts, if you perpetuate their myths
 They made activism trite
 They made honor optional
 They made propaganda news
 They made science radical
 They pulled your teeth til you smiled and agreed
 They slit you throat and buried you at sea
 
 All for the land of the free