2. New World Order
You’re Naked Underneath Your Clothes
you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows
your mother had a baby, it was you
now what do you think your mother did do
to have that little kid
she had sex with your father, that’s what she did
you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows
get with it, get real
look in the mirror, tell me how do you feel
you got an animal face, flesh and bone
do you really want to spend your life alone
you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows
there’s a moldy old Bible and a kingdom come
and there in the convent was a bath tub nun
she’d like to get clean but she don’t know how
‘cause god might see her through the walls somehow
you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows
get with it, get real
look in the mirror, tell me how do you feel
you got an animal face, flesh and bone
do you really want to spend your life alone
sorry my friend but I don’t believe
there ain’t nothin’ but morality up your sleeve
I shudder to think, should I stick around and see
just what your morality might be
you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows
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The New World Order
The New World Order has an old world odor
I can smell it, I can smell it from here
There's somethin' rotten in the office of State,
somethin' rotten that's hard to relate.
Shiny boots walkin' down a long dark hall
and the sound of the axe blade ready to fall.
The fatal flaw of our hypnotized eyes
is that we would not now recognize
how in history's repeated game
the differences remain the same.
The New World Order has an old world odor
I can smell it, I can smell it from here
Silence holds an iron grip
while law and order cracks a bullwhip
on national prime time TV
like a can of worms for everybody to see.
And the presidential rule of thumb
says justice will indeed be done
while he himself will hide the amounts
of all his foreign body counts.
The New World Order has an old world odor
I can smell it, I can smell it from here
A bag of tricks to pack the Supreme Court,
a censor for the press reports.
A military passion play
packaged just like a football play.
And the general who leads the drive
becomes the sexiest man alive.
The women swoon and the men admire
and the candle flame burns down to the wire.
The New World Order has an old world odor
I can smell it, I can smell it from here
Now the frenzy takes a firm control
with a flag on every other pole.
A blessing for the victories
of our patriot humanities.
Repetitions hypnotize.
Pledging allegiance to the Lord of the Flies.
My fatherland, right or wrong.
Oh, what a road we have stumbled upon.
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