empty factories to the east and all our waste

the shape of things that came shows on the broken workers face

to the west you'll find our silicon promised lands where 

machines replace our minds for systematic profit plans 

the course of human progress staggers like a drunk 

its steps are quick and heavy and its mind is slow and blunt

I look for optimism but I just dont know 

its seeds are planted in a poison place where nothing grows

its 1989 stand up and take a look around 

weathers bitter tension it seems is sinking down

drunk with power and fighting one another 

every hour shows the winter getting harder 

one nation stands the tallest radiating blinding light

plastic and fluorescent energy robbing us of sight

set in our way content with our decay 

we wave the flag of freedom as we conquer and invade

ever ask yourself wheres my place in this hell 

but no ones there to tell you cuz they dont know that themselves

the well rehearsed lines from our elated politicians 

no longer offer solace we can see the self destruction 

just one political song to drop into the list that is years and years long