corporate colonization


Corporate colonization
of my mind
Plant in me
the ties that bind --
Harvest me
in my mirth --
Tax me in units
of my self worth

From the day of our birth
Until the day that we're dead
Their banners and products
Are branded in our head

We've got logos on our clothing
But let no space go to waste
How 'bout a corporation icon
On the forehead or face?

With all the things forward
that truly regress
And all the things backward
that they call "progress"

It all comes down to
what you've been fed
And how much of that
has been lies

It all comes down to which
wires and circuits
are attached to your fingers
and eyes

Freedom to humiliate
Freedom to incorporate
Freedom to subjugate
Freedom to squash debate
Freedom to control opinion
Freedom to enforce dominion
Freedom to monopolize
Freedom to spread the lies

Corporate colonization
of my mind
Plant in me
the ties that bind --
Harvest me
in my mirth --
Tax me in units
of my self worth

Self esteem
against our will
is on the take
Accepting paper
happiness
as our fair shake
while they sell the sizzle
instead of the steak
and rock the boat
on a pretend lake

yes, freedom of the press
belongs to the man that owns one --
and liberty and justice to the one
with the biggest hired gun

we're living in a company town
we're living under company law
eventually they reframe everything
you've ever heard or saw



 

 

           






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All Lyrics Copyright Stefan Christian Densmore 2005,  All rights reserved.