They try to treat all our ills
With prescription pills
That catch in our throat
Making us choke
But still they convince us
That swallow them we must
And so we obey
Taking our pills everyday
Until we’re told the sickness
Has finally left us
Or upping our dosage
If we’re still not cured
But they are not doctors
They’re politicians and rulers
And the sickness they perceive
Is no deadly disease
But our freedom and will
And their propaganda is the pill
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