Replacement Parts lyrics

sanctions denied basic rights can't you see the dying ones with those city eyes? America, what have you done? what have you done by playing god? (hey profiteers, with your rows of lovely homes and your shiny cars and your ignorance to the world that surrounds you, have you heard the news?) your blood is not gold you are replacement parts your trivial job vanishes when the market drops capitalist, what have you done? what have you done by playing god? one thousand fists on the mansion doors bombs exploding on the front lawn it's in the air could you believe, this agenda reinvented? sounds naive (but) there's an army of forgotten thirsting for the blood of kings