Yankee Go Home! - Apoc

Blood on the screen, blood on the pavement

Guerilla warfare is the new entertainment

Got a debt?

Better yet!

Better get the payments

True colors of the world are whatever we paint it

Whatever we make it, wherever we’re stationed

If ya got a desk job, then better not say shit

If ya got a death squad, then guess who trained it

Land of the free market secret agent

Home of the brave new world invasion

After disaster strikes your nation

Here come the heroes with donations

But with the aid paid we made some changes

Chicago School rules imposed with purpose

Currency crashed, now your cash is worthless

Economic shock doctrine caused crisis

Can’t call it your country cuz we privatized it

Yankee go home!

Plastic soldiers, two dollars a dozen

Molded from petroleum and baked in an oven

Packaged in a pretty bag and sold for a profit

With a little warning label says ‘toys could be toxic'

Here comes the motorcade of murder-merry mercenaries

Mowin' down the peasantry ‘n leavin' every merchant wary

Burnin' Bush in effigy won’t stop us stealin' energy

Your efforts leave us laughin', while they leave your loved ones hurt ‘n buried

You can try to perch ‘n parry — why bother?

Rendition means sedition’s simply bein' sons or fathers

Wars are for the poor to source demands for cannon fodder

Reconstruction’s function is to poach and plunder proper

Line our leaders' pockets while their stocks skyrocket

If turmoil is the product, then who are we to stop it?

You’re hurtin' because Halliburton’s reportin' record profits

But you’re learnin' what it means to earn the knowledge of what shock is

You call that slaughter?

We call it Blackwater

‘N it acts to combat those who attack what we offer

You call that torture?

We call it KUBARK methods

We’re only here to make money, don’t confuse our efforts

Yankee go home!

The economists call it reform, the pundits call it progress

But no one calls it empire, cuz that’d be being honest

The World Bank’s here to help, the IMF’ll save the day

But better read the fine print, and learn the cost of aid

Yankee go home!

Plastic soldiers, two dollars a dozen

Molded from petroleum and baked in an oven

Packaged in a pretty bag and sold for a profit

With a little warning label says ‘toys could be toxic'