Pretty silicone sister in the city of lust
You wear your ambition right on your bust
What did the voices tell you when they gained your trust?
And taught you how to do the thing you think that you must
Fancy well dressed brother in the city of greed
Did you sell your soul to get what you think you need?
To insure your fortunes now how many must bleed
Do you take the time to understand the lives on which you feed?
Angry power hungry fathers in the city of war
You make your billions on the blood of the poor
And now it seems you’re thirsty for a taste of some more
And soon another nation hears your engines roar
Gentle nurturing mothers in the garden of life
Did our fathers’ egos make you an unhappy wife?
Do you feel the pain as they stab you with their knife?
Is it to late to find a cure for this strife?