Wiretap Yourselph

Turn the NSA mikes onto yo' selph,
keep'em close in DC,
hound the pockets and the shelves
there are stacks o' dough you see.

I ain't got no friend in W
or the braying donkeys
listen to the senate and lobby-ass
money here, money you sees.

There ain't bigger weakening force
than corruption in the halls of power,
there ain't bigger show of farce
than the current demise all over.

More spending to force the peace,
farm out jobs for cheaper labor,
all mighty world bully police,
can't you wire a dime or a favor?