I get tired of looking at broken machinery, turds gaily painted
To be sold as sweets, people who shout that they're serving
The public when all that they're doing is holding the jobs
Which they keep by betraying those they claim to serve.
I am tired of temperatures constantly rising as idiots sit
In their idling cars, tired of paying the rents oligopolists
Reap as they tell us the "free market" lives, tired of hundreds
Of thousands of soldiers lurking all over the planet to bully
And menace the people we've chosen to hate,
So that billions of dollars which might have been used
To make more people healthy and fund better schools,
Instead, is just wasted on weapons and troops.
Broken machinery, turds sold as sweets: these are
The hallmarks of empire dying. Let it expire today!