Don't Vote

Don't vote
Every four years the two-headed monster rises from its pit, and we have a choice between this head or that
Their party line separation is a phantasm haunting reason
It's a choice between this diseased hand or that diseased hand
We are criminals who defy law
They are criminals who defy freedom

Endless heads of a bureaucratic hydra, and so the smiling wounds we draw across each neck
While they lounge in the decadence of their capitols and dream up new rules of social conduct, we shall sink a knife in every Caesar
We shall aim our rifles and fire at every president, every senator, every statesman

Wake up
There won't be any change
In the sewer of capitalism, only the scum will rise