Absolute Zero

My high school teacher once said
You were born to wear fine-tailored suits and play pretend
Picking our pockets to pamper yourself
This thirst for power has brought you straight from hell

All day long you huddle in groups
Deciding our fate over French onion soup
Money flows up till you're blue in the face
Choking on fear we'll notice your disgrace

Launching campaigns against enlightened discourse
Dividing and inciting us to crave a show of force
Organizing focus groups that analyze your shirts
Shaking down the locals...
You're knee-deep in dirt

The war on whatever's your new flavor of the month
Concentrates your power-it's all a front
History will not be kind to those who fan the flames
You rape us in broad daylight
That's how you rig the game

Hey Chief!
Hope you don't mind us quoting you
That one's rich!
Your eyes are blank circles
Your tail really wags
That smile conveys sincerity but the latest poll sags

Those secret meetings behind closed doors
Don't provide the edge your staff's been looking for
It's time to let the spin doctor pull a few strings
That new kid has a sparkle and makes the voters sing

The media's complicity might help recruit spies
But this time your bait-and-switch just won't fly
So pack your bags you pint-sized pretender
We deserve better than this talking points agenda

Goodbye Mr. Politic
Your job is finished here
Like absolute zero the chill we feel is real