Blackmail - Bernays Propaganda

I thought the pain was over

But then I got a letter from you

It’s not blue

It’s much much darker

It’s blackmail from the Leader

The State is my pimp

Demands a lover

We’ll marry not to pay the tax

A Middle Ages fan

Supervised my bedroom

Pull the curtains

He’s watching from the mountain cross

I wanted to stay alone

I wanted to die alone

I wanted to live alone!

But when I’m broke I make mistakes

Sell your soul if you want to live!

I‘ve got a call from the Leader

He has a problem with my breakfast!

What’s next!!!

It’s capitalism

But the shopping bag

Is tight

Just the color of his Party

OR the color of his god

Lock the window!

Don’t burn the eyes

Before you check…

The expiry date of the

Enlightenment light