I sorta like this one. Different genre, different subject matter. Mixing it up a bit. Tell me what you think.

Take your world,
It’s less than fair,
What do you know?
What do you care?

Sell to the people you love,
Love to the people you sell.
Welcome to America,
This is your hell.

And while you’re dreaming,
It’s late in the hour,
You think you’re missing something big,
You have no power.

You’re buying something you can’t control,
and it doesn’t cost a dime.
You’ve got that special urge to consume,
It’s taking up all your time.

Someone is playing you,
You’ve forgotten what’s important,
and you just can’t seem to think,
what here seems so disproportionate.

Until you know you’re lost.
You can’t take to the streets,
You can’t search for an answer,
Just take your seats.

This is what you’ve bought.
This is where you belong.
The censor is their greatest gift.
Is that really so wrong?

Then one day you stop to question.
Something seems amiss.
And you’re looking up,
From within that impossible abyss.

And that’s when you ask why,
with all this controversy,
didn’t we speak sooner,
when someone might have listened to me?