Twenty Cents A Day
by Dearborn SS· from Dearborn SS EP
Boundaries set in stone. Fences of construction planted. Walls stand neatly erected. Do everything we can - keep them in fucking place. Grasping the target campaign which aims through stolen lives of a free market reality. Grieving over 20¢ a day. Force fed on our culture - swallowing trends. Feast on the corporate logo - exploiting differences. Tied up, kept down, downsized - guarunteed to be itemized. Seen as nothing, work for nothing - they must become our standard. Close gaps - the people's lands and histories uprooted. Mainatin control - enslavement through systematic poverty. Hidden terror - while they drown on American demands.