Pigs in the Air

There is a strong sense in the air When we see what you are doing is not fair, The sheep follows your lead Because you keep telling those lies that you feed You think it manipulates our minds But your message is not divined. You keep laughing and eating From what the middle class makes to keep you feeding Fearing from weakening your own will You rule us with an iron fist that makes us ill. You think you are on top of the social pyramid But your soul is corrupted and wicked The dogs will do what you please That is the congress job to continue your feast. You so called the innovator Think that you are more valuable than the creator. You keep yourself idle when the sheep does not follow But you give commands to make them hollow. Do not elude yourself from the truth Stop your propaganda that hurts our youth. Money, is your crime Come on is your time to shine.