"The Plans"

The intellects are planning things
no-one will ever do.
The bankers are buying things
but they won't be for you.
The generals are all ordering,
kill every Muslim man.
The leaders say love your freedom
enjoy it while you can.

The dancers are all laughing,
saying,  I don't need this shit.
The singers just do love songs,
saying, I'm not part of this.
The people just buy tuna
before the radiation comes
as what else would you do
hearing endless battle drums.

They know the fear they muster,
they do it for their ends.
Keep buying those Chinese nicknacks
and remember we're your friends.
We keep the Wal-Mart safe for you
so there will always be a job.
And they even have the tuna
if you can stand the mobs.

You wanted to be the Beaver
and you thought you'd get Dad's house
but now you just fill scrapbooks
and you're quiet as a mouse.
Stock up on cans and freeze-dried food,
the end is going to come
Just turn on network news
and you will always hear the drums.