Born like this Into this, As the chalk faces smile, As Mrs. Death laughs, As the elevators break,, As political landscapes dissolve, As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree, As the oily fish spit out their oily prey, As the sun is masked,
We are, Born like this Into this, Into these carefully mad wars Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness, Into bars where people no longer speak to each other As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree, Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
Born into this, Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die, Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty, Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness, Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes
The heart is blackened, The fingers reach for the throa, The gun, The knife, The bomb, The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god, The bomb, The fingers reach for the bottle, The pill, The powder
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness, We are born into a government 60 years in debt, That soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt, And the banks will burn, Money will be useless, There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets, It will be guns and roving mobs, Land will be useless, Food will become a diminishing return, Nuclear power will be taken over by the many Money will be useless, There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets, Explosions will continually shake the earth, Radiated robot men will stalk each other, The rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms,