The Masters Are Back Nonprophets

By the time the flags rotted off of their antennas,
they were questioning who the real threat is.
Big Brotherly love is the 21rst Century's plague.
no matter how bloody the glove, question evidence 
displayed.Don't forget what two plus two equals.
Don't let them upgrade your math no matter what they have 
as proof of evil.
Remember when they went after the Jewish people?
You don't recognize that same black mask as see 
through?Attack of the eagles. If they don't fall dead
before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one 
in its bald head.
Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted
was a warm bed and a house that wasn't haunted.I'd rather 
die for a cause than to die just because
we exhaust natural resources forced into wars,
restoring wasteful ways, keeping other countries poor.
"Monkey see, Monkey do" I wonder what those xxxxxxx monkeys
 saw.Keep rethinking the still-frames in your mind,
and guarantee they will change with time.
Your outline is pixelated with poor resolution while
downtime is simply wasted. You were born execution 
style.Head first in a trial. I'll second the motion
'Til the jury's bored to death and puts your neck in a 
notion.
The situation's volatile. A naked problem child
is trying to find the right clown costume to make his 
father smileSo he bombs while he tries to tell jokes.
This ain't a false alarm, can't you smell the smoke?
You're in the line of fire where they buy and sell votes.
Our sense of liberty doesn't ring true, stupid, that's why 
the bell broke.Trench coat Mafiosos propel rocks
at recruitment officers and rebel against cops
'Til they hurdle infinite circles in small cell blocks.
Turtle upon turtle 'til they're all shell shocked.This 
so-called president got elected in a court room.

With the war efforts of pops he inherited a fortune.
We "talk, talk, talk..." so the veterans of war assume
the revolution stopped. This ain't a protest tune."Hey, 
Bobby...the Masters are back. They're up to no good just 
like the old days.
They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. 
They played dead when you stood over their grave.
"Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to 
stand over their grave.
I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until 
their fuckin' skin decays."You can't roam a lost land as 
the last existing dinosaur.
There's no escaping xxx kickings in these times of war,
replacing apples with hospitals...where doctors are 
hostile,
Killing two pterodactyls with one fossil.I got you. If they
 don't fall dead
Before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one 
in it's bald head.
Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted,
Was a warm bed...and house that wasn't haunted.Thumb 
through novels to have your fingerprints match,
The description of criminals committing innocent acts
of compassion for tired civilians crawling with pistols,
While we fire million dollar warning missals.Force the 
issues in the back of your head where eyes roll.
Brain wash yourself out of that mind control.
Or act a fool like you're told.
But we won't see no type of justice 'til that xxxxx removes
 the blindfold.This ain't a "Love it or leave it," it's a 
"Change it or lose it."
I'll never sing the anthem of a nation who never faces the 
music,
Chasing an ever-elusive caveman
in space ships that makes trips to the futures that are 
name-brand.Faking progress...but we ain't advanced
Enough to change the posture of our ape stance?
They've got the key to the city but they prefer the 
break-in entry.
Duck and weave, I'm shedding light in their shadow box to 
make it empty."Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. They're 

up to no good just like the old days.
They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. 
They played dead when you stood over their grave.
"Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to 
stand over their grave.
I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until 
their fuckin' skin decays."Attack of the eagles. If they 
don't fall dead
Before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one 
in its bald head.
Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted
was a warm bed...
There's nothing scarier than the human stories I tell 
ghosts,
Chilling accounts with my tongue frozen to bed posts.
The catharses of carcasses whenever threats are close,
Shows a heartlessness that doesn't register on 
stethoscopes.Sell your hopes for a homeland security chart,
'Til your sense of self is broke and no man's pure in the 
heart.
Preventive detention for the folks who never left home.
Tensions have grown into a 24/7 red zone.Scare 
tactics...have got you under control,
The fear factors of a color code. The uppers know
They can't hold you down without having anchors attached.
"It's all the same." Nah, balls and chains on ankles don't 
match.So drag your torso back to the off road.
We may have lost the fashion battle but we ain't lost the 
wardrobe.
Go window shopping for your next free meal,
Cuz when we start the revolution all you'll probably do is 
steal."Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. They're up to no 
good just like the old days.
They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. 
They played dead when you stood over their grave.
"Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to 
stand over their grave.
I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until 
their xxxxxxx skin decays."