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Howard Lawrence - Absolute Zero
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My high school teacher once said You were born to wear fine-tailored suits and play pretend Picking our pockets to pamper yourself This thirst for power has brought you straight from hell All day long you huddle in groups Deciding our fate over French onion soup Money flows up till you're blue in the face Choking on fear we'll notice your disgrace Launching campaigns against enlightened discourse Dividing and inciting us to crave a show of force Organizing focus groups that analyze your shirts Shaking down the locals You're knee-deep in dirt The war on whatever's your new flavor of the month Concentrates your powerit's all a front History will not be kind to those who fan the flames You rape us in broad daylight That's how you rig the game Hey Chief! Hope you don't mind us quoting you That one's rich! Your eyes are blank circles Your tail really wags That smile conveys sincerity but the latest poll sags Those secret meetings behind closed doors Don't provide the edge your staff's been looking for It's time to let the spin doctor pull a few strings That new kid has a sparkle and makes the voters sing The media's complicity might help recruit spies But this time your bait-and-switch just won't fly So pack your bags you pint-sized pretender We deserve better than this talking points agenda Goodbye Mr. Politic Your job is finished here Like absolute zero the chill we feel is real
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