And the rat slips in
To take a jobs place
It seems DC can afford no more
Not written in a line that can be traced
Yet more helpless now than it was before
And Blackwater is part of the paid military to
How long before this mercenary is guarding you
And the truckers who sold out to keep them fed
While they hold you hostage with a gun to your head
FEMA can do that as we've seen before
Their guns draw a bead as they knock on your door
Coming to a neighborhood near you
Martial Law and all that it ensues
