the never-ending American dream of perfection IV

Let's look in at this well-oiled machine
Established 1984 and still running clean
Metallic shrieks cover human screams
And the robotic process hinders human dreams.
So tell me if you want to be
The lonely last one standing
After surviving for years on hard work alone
And now you collapse on your shattering bones -

The Democratic debate, four nights ago
Potential to change - and it goes to show -
What is change?
God only knows.
A pain on both sides, swollen biblical tomes
Deciding the future of this country of gold

But listen, hearken back
To the warnings of old
When we leave all our history
And walk all alone
It won't be too long before the gold has been sold
China's the victor, and the world has turned cold
Look around then and you'll have to say
"It's too bad this century turned out this way,"
So focused on learning and winning and dreams
That we forgot that perfection is not all it seems.

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