Let Them Eat War

There's a prophet on a mountain, and he's making up dinner With long division and writing crop Anybody can feel like a winner when it's served up piping hot But the people aren't looking for a handout They're America's working corps Can this be what they voted for? Let them eat war (ah, ah-ah, ah) Let them eat war That's how to ration the poor Let them eat war (ah, ah-ah, ah) Let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed Declining pride From the force to the union shops The war economy is making new jobs But the people who benefit most Are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts Who never stole from the rich to give to the poor All they ever gave to them was a war And a foreign enemy to deplore Let them eat war (ah, ah-ah, ah) Let them eat war That's how to ration the poor Let them eat war (ah, ah-ah, ah) Let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed Declining pride We've got to kill 'em and eat 'em before they reach for their checks Squeeze some blue collars, let them bleed from their necks Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat 'Cause it's freedom or death, and they won't question it (they won't question it) At a job site, the boss is godlike Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight Seasoned vets with their feet in nets A stone's throw away from a rock fight But not tonight (Feed 'em death) here comes another ration (Feed 'em death) 'cause they're the finest in the nation (Feed 'em death) but there's nothing left to feed 'em with 'Cause it's freedom or it's death Let them eat war (ah, ah-ah, ah) Let them eat war That's how to ration the poor Let them eat war (ah, ah-ah, ah) Let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed