Face it, we are surrounded!
"Stupid is as stupid does" - F. Gump's Momma
We are millions and millions, were coming to get ya
Were protected by unions so don't let it upset you
Can’t escape the conclusion, it’s probably gods will
that civilization will grind to a standstill
And we are the people who will make it all happen
While your children is sleepin’, your puppy is crappin’
You might call us flakes or something else you might coin us
We know you're so greedy that you'll probably join us
Were coming to get ya, were coming to get ya
Were coming to get ya, were coming to get ya
Were coming to get ya, were coming to get ya
Were coming to get ya, were coming to get ya
But, given that union membership has declined precipitously since FZ penned Flakes in 1976 and that buying anything that's still American-made is nigh on impossible and just about everything we buy these days is non-serviceable; even cheesier; obsolete prior to purchase; disposable...
And since the single constant throughout are flakes of the elected variety with their flying fickle fingers of blame and since they're still trying to blame unions and dirty fucking hippies...,
"Flakes" becomes biting high satire ala Randy Newman's "Short People" or "Rednecks"
Anthems that chronicle perceptions rather than reflect reality.
(insert obligatory 2nd Day of Zappadan image here)
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