The United Stage of America Song Lyrics

But you see you can't put all history in a book
So you got a lot of history
That is not in the book that is valuable
And sometimes that is more valuable than the history
That is in the book

I speak to a chosen few who oppose a view
Held by common man, my proposal grew
Out of independent thought seeds
Planting righteous roses, but the world brought weeds
Any man who fought creeds in history in wicked ways
Felt pain, why not bleed? We're living in the sickest days
Vicious plays with secretive scenes and acts
Lies laid like train tracks to cover up seen facts

Greenbacks perpetuate the playwrights
Money makes the setting change from night to daylight
It's all illusion, with trick mirror reflections
The Peoples Choice Awards are presidential elections
Deception hidden, like a serpent in the cracks
To watch the play, it costs you a 7% tax
The acting leads to forming of habitual greed
The forbiddentry is blown out of a capital seed

If it's shaken roughly, you watch the power unravel
The spotlight shines from the Tower of Babel
It blinds people so they always finding means
To keep hidden what goes on behind the scenes
Currency flooding, so they won't stop inflation
The masses are subdued by media propagation
Proclamation of waste, they're throwing you away
While the live sheep flock, they're going to the play

History has shown us the power and greed
Devouring deed, fallen in an hour of need
A flower will breed, just shower the seed
A coward will bleed, this is my creed
Listen, behold, and take heed

History has shown us the power and greed
Devouring deed, fallen in an hour of need
A flower will breed, just shower the seed