The Lizards That Rule The World – Hottie Illuminati
The US House of Representatives rate of re-election in 2012 was 90%. The Senate incumbency rate was 91%(!) in that same year. That doesn’t sound like much of a coup, does it? It’s expected now that we believe in a political class, our leaders are more akin to aristocracy than public servants culled from the ranks of the average American.
Financially, that definitely seems to be the case. While 5% of the US Population has more than one million dollars in investable assets, The New York Times reported this year that for the first time in history over fifty percent of the members of the US House and Senate are millionaires.
Even President Obama, who famously talks about his and First Lady Michelle’s student loans, was worth 1.7 Million dollars in 2007, and that was before he was president. He’s worth over four times that now. Doesn’t sound like he has to worry about his student loans much anymore.
So, we’ve come to expect that our leaders aren’t representative of the average man. But what if they’re not men at all? What if the ruling class’ wealth, power, and privilege was covering up something even more sinister than just the idea that it’s okay for one class to have a permanent spot in society above another?
It’s almost easier to believe that alien reptile masters would do that to a slave race than a human doing that to a fellow human, isn’t it? Happy Election Day!
[bandcamp width=100% height=120 album=251398409 size=large bgcol=ffffff linkcol=0687f5 tracklist=false artwork=small track=1114026027]
Hottie Illuminati
And she walks, in like a vision of the dollar come to life,
And she moves, and gives you an all-seeing eye.
And you know right away, she’s the spider, you’re the fly.
Powerless and fail, rates right off the scale, you’re terrified.
In a world of slaves and masters,
Who do you think you are?
She knows exactly what you’re after,
Who do you think you are?
You know you’re owned.
Bought and sold.
You know you’re owned.
Bought and sold.
And you walked, compelled and controlled without a clue,
And you move, a puppet on her string, you’re a fool
You’re the moth to her flame, a pawn in her game that you’ll lose.
Suffering with the delusion that you choose.
In a world of slaves and masters,
Who do you think you are?
She knows exactly what you’re after,
Who do you think you are?
You know you’re owned.
Bought and sold.
You know you’re owned.
Bought and sold.
There are no comments yet, add one below.
Leave a Reply