Rodney Bingenheimer Follow

Forget about god, He's not here to see
We live by a system a perfect mold
People perfect people who are poor and old

Lives were spent on the ladder of success
Working for nothing in this, in this worthless mess
Presidents a name, presidents a label
Highest man on the government table

America, land of the free
Free to the power of the people in uniform

People are so blind they just can't see
Send your son to boot-camp, send him off to war
If he comes back he'll be dead and nothing more
Struggle for a land, for a country, for a freedom
All you mindless people looking for someone to lead them

Wake up to the same old shit
Live your life to suit their fit
Some people, they don't like your hair
Police, they just don't care

Snipers that want to be
Rifle sites are aimed at me
Wake up silent majority

The government, they don't want us here
You folks can't feel that fear
You can walk the streets today
You can walk in your own way

People think that I'm crazy
These people just can't see
Wake up silent majority

Live your life day by day
Doing everything that they say
Silent majority

Promote freedom, let it be heard
Don't forget that it's only a word
Silent majority
When you gonna wake up?

Forget about god, He's not here to see
We live by a system a perfect mold