[ Featuring Boris's Bitches ]
For at least a lifetime, it's only been a lie, they called it promissory
Sick joke of a promise government would be good on its word, working for us, true and trustworthy
And they just made that fiat currency, and we just thought that it was money
And we thought that it was good - and we thought we had some freedom and prosperity
And our brains, they were trained to never think, and so we were so easily bamboozled and hoodwinked
By cheap state paper and ink, a rotten game to the core but we smelled no stink
And with-our-blind eyes and our minds on the blink, they smiled at our foolishness with a nod and a wink
While back to serfdom ever faster we did sink
We never did our own rethink, took no chance bring things back from the brink
It's always been an abuse and a scam, currency issued for our use by the man
But now there's a brand new script, a new plan. It's a tale of slaughter. You play the lamb.
CBDCs
So much worse than old worthless currency
Building a Digital prison for humanity
With total remote programmability
Your purchase power tied to your servility
CBDCs
It was the house's game from the off, with big pig friends all feeding at the trough,
Flicking that tap freely on and off, greedy pig glugs taken from the runoff
With private central banking pulled off, yeah that was a scam they could be so proud of
By just how much they could they mug us off, all bets they were now off
Blowing bubbles for themselves, knowing full well when to sell things off
Kindly proviiding us with directions to the top of a cliff, so we could drive off
With endless means to scam and rip us off, we remained the prey that they fed off
And human freedom, economic therefore all of, they engineered the end of
And now we've have been conditioned consummately, to only transact digitally
Now they've got the means to make us way less free, than most of us dreamed we'd ever be
CBDCs
Reinventing currency tyrannically
Making chained slaves of you and of me.
They've already told you you'll own no property
When will you finally face reality?
Wake up...
They know how compliant the masses always prove to be, and how the end of your nose is as far as you see
Big changes just ahead you just never foresee you just assume things will stay the way you know them to be
You count your wealth in the government's currency, lazily assume ongoing spendability
And fungibility, a pound or dollar held by you, will stay worth the same as one of them that's held by me
Well that not the way things are set to be, with your balance programmed algorithmically with your social credit score
You'll need to show how well behaved you've been to buy anything at all
Just how worthless is life gonna be, when just to barely survive you wave goodbye to all your liberty
Why won't you smell the coffee? just how keen to not see will you continue to be?
With your CBDCs
CBDCs
Human enslavement currencies
Perfect oppression recipes
The rest of your whole life down on your knees
You'll be so eager to please
CBDCs
Your subjugation's gonna be a breeze
See the prison walls please
Your ignorance is a real killer disease
Your blind acceptance is bliss to your enemies
