We The Sheeple

Look at the sheep

Look where they flock

They go where the dog pushes them

They do as they're told

They go where they're showed

Baa baa

Look at the horse

See how they sweat

Brow beaten in heat

They work till they're naught but meat

Neigh neigh

Look at the ground

Beaten to dust

Footsteps galore

But nowhere to wander

It stirs in the gusts

It settles in the sea

Boo hoo

Look at the critters

Look at them, prey

The work animals we've broken

Do as they're told

Go where they're told

The earth they till

The food they mill

Placed on our tables, we thank each other for our hard work

The sheep we keep

The horses we beat

Our sheeple. Our sheeple.

Nay, nay.

Our slaves of people.