Buried children, buried lives
Missing mothers, starving wives
Helpless husbands, desperate sons
Battered brothers, sisters run
Save the Haitans, sing a song
Compassion whoring all night long
Celebrity culture, aren't we fantastic?
Helicopter them cake, give us cash, better plastic
We'll make pages on Facebook
We'll Twitter all day
We'll watch Anderson Cooper
We're the US of A
We'll cry on the treadmills
We can't smell bodies rotting
As the rats eat the corpses
To do lunch, or go shopping?
Weight issues, Tonight Show, terribly sad
Slim Shakes and earthquakes, Angie and Brad
Heathcare, teabags, grass roots of gold
Corporate personas, democracy' sold
So throw up your breakfast and suck out your fat
Send the starving your calories, simple as that
You won't hear the screams as you hand out your heart
You can still look amazing as it all falls apart
Will power, Devil pacts, Rush Limaugh raving
Economy free falling, the lives we are saving
Feel good, and look bad, or the other way around
When the lens loses focus, will we still hear the sound?
