Låttexter: Anti Flag. Underground Network. The Panama Deception.
Their 2 + 2 does not equal 4
Their 2 + 2 equals whatever, they want us to die for
About face, snap to attention
Form your own conclusions to the things you see
About face, sometimes the explanations
Don't add up to the facts
Time and again they manufacture a cause
And rally the public around it, check out the movie, "Wag The Dog"
Killing to further the interest of private corporations
Killing to control global economic situations
Killing for personal gain, i.e. Bush in Panama
Learn the fuckin' truth, you won't be so quick to sign on
About face, snap to attention
Form your own conclusions to the things you see
About face, sometimes the explanations
Don't add up to the facts
Our lives reflect TV sitcoms and tragedies
Like a bad joke, I ask, "How many of you don't see and just how many?
How many of you swallow the lies?
How many of you do not realize?"
Gung ho and true to the Stars and Stripes
They fuckin' brainwashed you to do their bidding
And like a flock of sheep with wool over your eyes
You never stop to question, you just fall into line
The media's a business that provides entertainment
Their bottom line, money, and stories that will make it
So they run with stories that promotes the lies
To keep the ratings coming, wealth from promoting world strife
Life must be so easy when you don't have to think
Black and whit, like printing from the newspaper's ink
I wish I had the chance to reveal all the lies
But you're so fucking brainwashed, would it even help to try
To get through to you
To get through, through, through, through, through, through
To get through to you
Their 2 + 2 equals whatever, they want us to die for
About face, snap to attention
Form your own conclusions to the things you see
About face, sometimes the explanations
Don't add up to the facts
Time and again they manufacture a cause
And rally the public around it, check out the movie, "Wag The Dog"
Killing to further the interest of private corporations
Killing to control global economic situations
Killing for personal gain, i.e. Bush in Panama
Learn the fuckin' truth, you won't be so quick to sign on
About face, snap to attention
Form your own conclusions to the things you see
About face, sometimes the explanations
Don't add up to the facts
Our lives reflect TV sitcoms and tragedies
Like a bad joke, I ask, "How many of you don't see and just how many?
How many of you swallow the lies?
How many of you do not realize?"
Gung ho and true to the Stars and Stripes
They fuckin' brainwashed you to do their bidding
And like a flock of sheep with wool over your eyes
You never stop to question, you just fall into line
The media's a business that provides entertainment
Their bottom line, money, and stories that will make it
So they run with stories that promotes the lies
To keep the ratings coming, wealth from promoting world strife
Life must be so easy when you don't have to think
Black and whit, like printing from the newspaper's ink
I wish I had the chance to reveal all the lies
But you're so fucking brainwashed, would it even help to try
To get through to you
To get through, through, through, through, through, through
To get through to you
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Underground Network
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