Like the body of a centerfold, it spreads

Been tried ten thousand times before
Get your revolution at a lower price
South bound buses, Peter Pan
They left it up to us again
For the freedom-fighting simulcast
I thought you knew the drill
The imminent and the aftermath
First snowman built at the end of June
It's kill or be killed
Would you agree, times have changed?

He slicks his hair for the interview, his fifteen-minute fame
If you think that God is keeping score, hooray!
Future markets, holy wars
To the counter-culture copyright
You draw another bloody bath to drain
Like the polar icecaps, centrifuge
It's exploding bags, aerosol cans

Or make believe and throw the fight, play dead