Yankee Go Home!

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'