That boy was born on third
Doesn’t know he’s a lucky turd

He’s a well-placed son
Thinks he hit a home run

When he’s brought home by a line drive
A sacrifice hit by a Latin-American guy

Back sitting with his team the turd talks
About the immigration views he learned on FOX

Your down with TPP?
Then you know less than me

Trans-Pacific Partnership
A Treaty of Corporate sponsorship

Stripping governments of the power to regulate
Making it illegal for people to protect there States

The treaty doesn’t give a fuck about you
It does care about corporations and lets them sue

Anyone who might affect future profits
So they can steal, pollute, or destroy your shit

Investor/State Dispute Settlements
To protect every fucking corporate investment

And no one can stop them
It uses courts outside of your nation’s system

To ensure corporate victory
Leaving the idea of freedom one for history

This is just one aspect
There are even more horrors, I suspect

The problem is we don’t know much yet
The players are negotiating this one in secret

Of course, the solution is not exactly hidden
The dummies writing the treaty only have the power we give them

So go on-line check your ignorance
Do it quick while we still have a chance

I can’t tell you how to change or destroy it
The most important thing is that we talk about it

Together we all decide
Don’t let your leaders hide

This will definitely cause Worldwide problems
Some so big we’ll have hard time trying to solve them

So go ahead and use your mind
Read up on everything you can find

As usual the way to improve this situation
Is through the liberal and persuasive use of education

Don’t worry we don’t need to be rattled
In the struggle this will be just one more battle

Write your governor or senator
Call your president or prime minister

Tell them not to be such a jerk
Tell them to get their ass’s to work

Tell them, if you’re down with TPP
You sure as fuck don’t represent me!

Oh little girl with your heart felt optimism
You really crave that I cover your face with my jism

You’ve been to school for a year or two
And your going to give us a perspective that so brand new

This shit has gone on for centuries
50 years ago you were the hippies

Soon you’ll get old
Your heart will get cold

You’ll want provide for children
You’ll consider things with stock options

Then of course will be the commute
And the sweat-shop made, mall-bought pants-suit

Soon your not really going to care
About things like justice and clean air

What’s more
You don’t know anything about war

Poverty?
To you it’s a mystery

You do have a lot of heartfelt emotion
But that’s like jerking off with lotion

You might like the way it feels
But that just doesn’t make it real

So little one, so bright and so optimistic
If you think I’m lucky to do this, go eat a dick

Remember the real lies
Forget to realize

Paradoxical equations
More than mental masturbation

Every lock’s got a flaw
Tis the Universal Law

Your personal key
That’s a secret to me

You’ve got to approach with what you’ve got
Your angels and your demons must throw in lots

Go, go, go, and go and see
You’ll find your personal key

You’ll make the connection
You’ll see there was no separation

You’ll “See the light”
You’re gonna be alright

Mama hugs each child real tight
You’ll finally rest peacefully each night

No more nightmares
Just a feeling that you really do care

For those of a more philosophical bent…
Though not advised, here’s a Devilish hint

Consider it a gift from a mouse
Who looks, curiously, like Faust

Not to be lame
But in this game

Sometimes a pick
Is just the trick

Every lock’s got a flaw
La Dee Dah Dee Dah…