Bad Religion - The State Of The End Of The Millenium Adress lyrics

Neighbours, nobody loves you like we do.

Neighbors, your government has triumphed in finally making you a public fit

for the 21st century.

Never before has a governing body shown so much concern for the economic

well-being of its subjects.

Today we have insulated you from countless factions who threathens your

financial viability; such as the poor; the idealistic foreigners still

clinging to their childish notions of social welfare; why, you're even kept

uninformed of useless propagandist journalism that reports alleged

violations of human rights (We all know they wouldn't have been punished if

they hadn't been doing something wrong!!). And who better to dispens such

blantently evident factoids but a self-appointed authority like myself?

Acid Rain is a thing of the past... Too many possible causes, too little

signifigance for our modern thinking public, besides industrial

manufacturing is at an all time low anyway, who needs those narrow minded

laborers anyway. Too many mouths to feed, and to many burden on the pay

roll! Who needs 'em? Here in the land of the free-time. Someother ass

back-ward country will give us what we need by exploiting its uneducated

children.

The Internet has expanded our ability to pacify average americans better

than ever by offering fantastical adventures to every corner of the

imagination. Your home office is the window to your world, and the heart of

your social life. Such reclusive behaviour helps clear the roads and public

works from overburden like the lower middle-class and others who depend

shamelessly on their government. Today you are freer than ever to do what

you want, provided you can pay for it!

Remeber, the first word in USA is US

We have arrived neighbours, we are the priviliged elite!