Feed the Machine - Poor man's poison

Here's to the greater good, for all
Do what you know you should, for all
We all may die
Something's going on, just look around
Fear is on the rise
And there's blood all over the ground
Let's all just blindfold the poor
We must remind them what's in store
We got 'em now
Just break them down a little bit more
(Ah)
I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), feed the machine
Bring them all back down to their knees
There's no time to waste
Remind the slaves
They ain't gonna make it out alive today"