Wake Up America

There’s a rabid dog rattling at his chain
The fire of greed in his eye
Sirens screaming in his brain
A chimney spewing smoke into a dark foreboding sky

Wake up! Wake up and smell the roses
Close your eyes and pray the wind don’t change
Nothing left but screams in this empty field of dreams
There’s no bravery in shooting when you’re cowering out of range

See the room where they build explosives
Where they strive to build a smarter bomb
See here they bury ‘buts’ and ‘ifs’ and ‘maybes’
And eliminate important words like ‘pray’ and ‘right’ and ‘wrong’

Wake up! Wake up and smell the phosphorus
In this room they keep the human scalps and hair
Don’t ask, don’t tell, it could mean a loss for us
Or some special intervention treatment in the room beneath the stairs

See the room where they manufacture dog food
And label it as ‘Courage’ and feed it to our troops
And here’s the place they make the flags and bandages
Made of the same material, the flags? Add red and blue

Wake up! Wake up and smell the napalm
Throw another country down the drain
And we can all pretend that all wars are at an end
‘Til next Monday when Wall Street’s opening for trading once again

Wake up! Wake up and smell the bacon
Run your greasy fingers through your hair
Nothing left, no hope at the end of the rope
OK then sleep on
Sleep on
America’s much too dumb to care