The Monroe Doctrine

Shot dead.
 Stopped
 Flames
 Lights
 Snuffed out
 For reasons publicly undefined
 Malcolm is on stage tonight
 Fred Hampton is in bed doing fine
 An unplanned development
 At the end of an era
 A feast of decline
 The poor crawling naked
 Outside of god's shrine
 Put on your preacher's suit
 And paint your face on
 We're going profiteering
 Sing our little song
 I can feel my blood boil
 Burning deep inside like oil
 At the end of an era
 A feast of decline
 The poor crawling naked
 Outside of god's shrine
 Put on your preacher's suit
 And paint your face on
 We're going profiteering
 Sing our little song
 The patriots are thirsty
 Feed them some PR
 We want the young fat ones
 To soak up the scars
 More stats for the frontlines
 A financial war
 Economist armies
 To deal with the poor
 Sometimes when you kill a man
 He speaks through other mouths
 He becomes an army
 He arranges a crowd
 Score another point for the herd mentality
 Praise irrelevant myths
 Pervert morality
 Forced rituals
 Death in perpetuity
 Cover up truths
 To form your own history
 Lining up at your door
 We won't wait anymore
 To break down the Master's house
 They say you can't use his tools
 But if a tool's the right one
 It's the one I will use
 They say
 "Let the small people debate
 Hum a familiar note
 Watch them salivate
 Let the small people obey
 Hum a familiar note
 Frame the debate"