a song for our time...

we got government by ignorance
and lots of lobbies in a line
and stick-twirling painclerks
out punching in their time
dread damaged democrats
dangling for a time
and paid-for paperboys
that keep the public blind

us we got nothing no reason no clue
just the got no shotgun hydrahead octopus blues

we got drug war arms pimps
with all their paydolls in a row
the cold war cowboys
need another row to hoe
air force c130s
flying out of mexico
guns going one way
and cocaine coming home

us we got nothing no reason no clue
just the got no shotgun hydrahead octopus blues

the time is ripe
for pure dissent
if you got money from the mob
and muscle from the government
the time is ripe
for pure dissent
if you got money from the mob
and muscle from the government

you blow off one head
you get another dozen
the money gods in washington
got a lot of waiting cousins
bellies full of cutty sark
and faces ripe for mugging
the tyrant and the mob
are joined up like a witch's coven
and the whitecoats and the technocrats
are warming up their ovens

us we got nothing no reason no clue
just the got no shotgun hydrahead octopus blues...