Bring Out The Dead

They say that I've got money
A little too much gold
I plan to run the country
Before I grow too old
Daddy told me I could be
Just who I wanna be
Mama said just watch your step
With those women that you see
Just remember, though it's true
Some things are better left unsaid
In time you'll see who's really free
Bring out the dead
Worship gods and tyrants
No need to spell this out
What works for them might work for you
Eliminate all doubt
Preacher man, he took my hand
To guide me to the light
I said, 'Man, just what's your plan?
We've got to get this right'
He just crossed himself and then
Kneeling he said
'Your reward will be in heaven, son'
Bring out the dead
Don't talk to me of babies
That lie beneath the trees
Covered up with rags and flies
And virulent disease
While standing there without a care
Kalashnikov in hand
Her older brother, just 16
Surveys his first command
A rumble in the jungle then
The landscape painted red
Human nature satisfied
Bring out the dead
The signs, they just get better
When it comes to feral greed
Cartels and corporations
Just wanna see us bleed
While governments have other ways
To still the hearts of men
Send a drone or spike a drink
With polonium 210
Working for the bottom line
From a cyber-boogie bed
The world is just a village now
Bring out the dead