Is This the Life We Really Want?

So as an example you're CNN. I mean it's story, after story, after story is bad. I won. I won. And the other thing, chaos. There's zero chaos. We are running. This is a fine-tuned machine The goose has gotten fat On caviar and fancy bars And subprime homes And broken homes Is this the life, the holy grail? It's not enough that we succeed We still need others to fail Fear, fear drives the mills of modern man Fear keeps us all in line Fear of all those foreigners Fear of all their crimes Is this the life we really want? (Want, want, want, want) It surely must be so For this is a democracy and what we all say goes And every time a student is run over by a tank And every time a pirate's dog is forced to walk the plank Every time a Russian bride is advertised for sale And every time a journalist is left to rot in jail Every time a young girl's life is casually spent And every time a nincompoop becomes the president Every time somebody dies reaching for their keys And every time the Greenland falls in the fucking sea is because All of us, the blacks and whites Chicanos, Asians, every type of ethnic group Even folks from Guadeloupe, the old, the young Toothless hags, super models, actors, fags, bleeding hearts Football stars, men in bars, washerwomen, tailors, tarts Grandmas, grandpas, uncles, aunts Friends, relations, homeless tramps Clerics, truckers, cleaning ladies Ants – maybe not ants Why not ants? Well because its true The ants don't have enough IQ to differentiate between The pain that other people feel And well, for instance, cutting leaves Or crawling across windowsills in search of open treacle tins So, like the ants, are we just dumb? Is that why we don't feel or see? Or are we all just numbed out on reality TV? So, every time the curtain falls Every time the curtain falls on some forgotten life It is because we all stood by, silent and indifferent