Perfect, just perfect
Perfect, we're all worthless
Perfect, just like an airbrushed cover
They'll want us to be
And we'll be perfect
When pretty facades are all we've chosen to see
Lead around
Like horses
With our blinders on
Can't you see
It's a way of controlling our minds?
Can't you see
That this country is so far gone?
We've been broken down
We have been ashamed
Our minds have been bound
And we're taught to live afraid
Just so these rich fucks
That are working in buildings
That can touch the clouds
Can make even just one more cent
Off of our suffering
And to make Sam proud
Sam, are you proud?
Sam, are you proud?
Sam, are you proud?
Well Sam, are you proud?
Well Sam, are you proud?
Well Sam, are you proud?
Well Sam, are you proud?
And this is why
I've disliked the bald eagle
It's an accurate representation
Of all this country's evils
An arrogant bird
That flies above all in the sky
Then feeds off their bones
Long after they've died
So now you can understand
Why I've always felt animosity
When reminded of these times
Of childhood hostility
Did you really think
We wouldn't grow bitter
When you force young students
To pray at flags
Made in China?
Are you proud?
I've spoken of communities
And changing for you and me
I've asked people to be
As strong as they can
And to lend a helping hand
To your fellow man
But I'm still rotting on the inside
And the outside all over,
With not enough makeup
That can even come close to cover
That our minds have been manipulated
By the five corporations
And then sucked into the vacuum
Of their occupation.