Goon Squad [Politics song]

[Intro]
[Verse]
Yeah, look at 'em line up.
Shiny badges, hollow hearts.
The front line of the fall.
(Verse 1)
They’re working for the tower, protecting every lie
While the ink on your Bill of Rights is running dry.
They say justice is a turtle, moving slow and cold
But the crimes of the elite are getting brave and bold.
Fauci’s in a mansion while the world was in a cage
And the anchors on the screen are just reading off the page.
Promoting the needle, selling you the shot
While they bury the truth in a vacant lot.
(Chorus)
It’s the Goon Squad, marching in a row
Building up a kingdom that you’ll never get to know.
They’re the muscle for the masters, the fist of the state
By the time you see the chains, it’s already too late.
Yeah, it’s the Goon Squad.
Who you really serving?
(Verse 2)
How many videos of the boots on the neck?
How many rights do they have to wreck?
And when the badge breaks the law and the gavel falls down
It’s the taxpayer paying for the sins of the town.
It’s a broken machine, and they bank on the glitch
While they keep the poor hungry and the powerful rich.
Distract you with the playoffs, the stream, and the screen
A psychological op in a digital dream.
(Bridge)
They tell you when to protest, they tell you when to cry
But they never tell you how to look ‘em in the eye.
What if a hundred thousand stood at the gate?
To arrest the elites and decide their own fate?
If you’re backing the blue, you’re just licking the boot
Helping them plant the New World root.
I won't sign for the Army, I won't work for ICE
I won't be a pawn in their loaded dice.
(Verse 3)
You think the New Order plays a fair hand?
You think they’d let a rebel lead the land?
If they took it in twenty, they’ll take it again
It’s a theater of shadows, a circus of men.
Wake up to the sirens, wake up to the light
They’re building the cage in the middle of the night.
As long as there are goons signing up for the pay
The twisted army’s never gonna go away.
(Chorus)
It’s the Goon Squad, marching in a row
Building up a kingdom that you’ll never get to know.
They’re the muscle for the masters, the fist of the state
By the time you see the chains, it’s already too late.(Beat slows to a rhythmic stomp)
No more chaos.
No more lies.
Stop signing up for your own demise.
The system’s got a name...
And it’s looking right at you.