United, Divided, Misguided

Fuzzy, faded glory, Christyl Rivers

Inject some disinfectant
And lay on your tanning bed

Why stir restless in your penthouse
When you can protest instead?

Get liberated to earn money
We will get it to the top

You can get back to work for us
While we grim reap another crop

Oh, wait, you have no tanning bed?
Yes, no, I’m just sarcastic

Feel free to worship me
ADMIT: our record is fantastic.

United, divided, misguided
You prefer to stay safe at home?

Why, that sounds Un-american
To hate our free-to-die syndrome