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It used to be red scare-ica
Ever righteous america
We are bred for skills
And un-cheap thrills
For crippled and misguided wills
The propaganda machine
Is the turpentine
That keeps our hands clean
Whether it be communism
Or the most modern terrorism
Powers at be control our learning
To keep these rusty gears a-turning
Crucial times
Get back in line
Crucial times
I look back at my education
Historic proof or fabrication
True progress suffers mutilation
To better server the corporation
These are crucial times
