Worthless Gifts

1863, 1919, 1972. Those dates don’t mean a thing to you
All the blood shed by the brave
All so you can work and save
Grow up to be a white collar slave
Straight from the assembly line to the video store
If I got a third job I could save a bit more
And save enough money to barely be poor
Living in the land where I’m free
The land where I’m free to be more
Like a junkie a pusher a pimp or whore
You want my blood and the blood of mine
You also want me to serve you and pay my bills on time
Patria, homeland, or corporate state
Serving is serving
A slave is a slave
Nothing is free not even your grave

1863, 1919, 1972. Freedom rings on with a boom
Mom and Pops gave us the freedom
Freedom to consume
Let’s keep on working in order to save
Let us strive to be good and to always obey
To be a good, working ,obedient slave
So let us keep working in order to save
To save enough money to buy our own grave.