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the n.s.a. knows what you did last summer

the advertisers know what you'll do the next july

strings on pundits are writing up what you'll do in november,

playing friend and foe, working a carefully crafted balance

it's just like justice, pretending to be blind as fuck

i know some of you think you're sticking it to the man this very hour

it's getting so easy,

so second nature,

they almost laughed,

they almost gave it away

but if it gets any more obvious

they'll have to come straight out and say

"we own you"

nothing has ever really changed

..at least not for long..

the head master knows he only needs to feed one hunger

just an endless field of daffodils leaning into one spotlight

you can have what ever culture you want - even better

if you turn friend to foe, cannabilizing one another

so long as it can be packaged, how you're better than everyone else

as long as they can control the money, the means, the power

if they can bend your will to support their ventures

they'll gladly shape a coin into idols to which you'll bow

and cement their standing between the statues on top

it's getting so easy,

so second nature,

they almost laughed,

they almost gave it away

yesterday during the breaking news story

i no longer watch, but you called me up and told me

forgive me, sincerely,

but i almost laughed

when they all but spelled it out to you,

but your ears jumbled the letters 

and heard "oh, how much we care"

the head master knows...

the head master knows...

they learned a long time ago

it's so important to speak the local language

so it's time we learned theirs