CitizensSay it again without your mouth full

You know how I know this? Because when I wrote this I took notice of the folks who are hopeless and broken with no focus: fools without occupations make complacent observations which relate to desperate deliberations which exacerbate their situations. And on the other side of the line, people buying up shine all the time, people riding it to the sky while we're taking the dive. Our form of healthcare is welfare or medi-don't-care, getting blocked like some spyware unless we buy here and die there. So put your little digital mp3 players on capture because I'm going to send your eardrums a rapture, let's rupture the structure of those assholes in the capitol.

I'm all out of minutes for this ridiculous sentiment. I can't be hesitant to be relevant because your thick heads are swelling again. So before you shut the gate on them, look around at who you're leaving in, and ask yourself honestly where do you think you fit in.

Do you call yourself a citizen? Do you call yourself a citizen?
Tell me where you live again. Are you American?
Do you call yourself a citizen? Do you call yourself a citizen?
Tell me where you live again. Are you American?
Do you call yourself a resident? Do you call yourself a resident?
Let us set this precedent, present president.

If I'm going to tell you to clean it out and shout it out without your mouth full, I've got to be truthful; I've got to feel youthful. There ain't no time for no dumb ego shit. If you got a mic in your hand then say something with it.

Words and music by Jonny Sonic