There's so much suffering everywhere,
And most of the people will never care.
When you're down to three meals instead of four,
If you think it's gettin' bad I don't wanna hear it no more.
I hate your attitude.
I hate your government.
I hate your media.
Intelligence just up and went.

Plans to starve and kill more every day.
All what's important to you is the fucking economy.
When you're down to three meals instead of four,
Starving people will soon break down your door.
I hate your attitude.
I hate your government.
I hate your media...
I hate the fucking radio...
I hate the government...the goddamned government,
And so does Terry.


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