There's a prophet on a mountain and he's making up dinner With long division and riding crop Anybody can feel like a winner When it's served up piping hot But the people aren't looking for a handout They're America's working corps Can this be what they voted for? Let them eat war Let them eat more That's how to ration the poor Let them eat more Let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed Declining crime From the force to the union shops The war economy is making new jobs But the people who benefit most Are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts You never stole from the rich to give to the poor All he ever gave to them was a war And a foreign enemy to deplore Let them eat war Let them eat more That's how to ration the poor Let them eat more Let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed Declining crime We've got to kill 'em in the end Before they reach for their checks Squeeze some blue collars Let them bleed from their necks Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat Cause it's freedom or death and they won't question it At a job site the boss is god like Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight Seasoned vets with their feet in nets A stones throw away from a rock fight But not tonight, feed 'em death Here comes another ration (feed them death) Cause they're the finest in the nation (feed them death) But there's nothing left to feed them When it's freedom or it's death Let them eat war Let them eat more That's how to ration the poor Let them eat more Let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed
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