Phil Ochs was a socialist, anti-war marcher, civil rights activist, and protest singer. He killed himself in his mid 30s due to a psychotic break brought on by, justified, paranoia that the FBI was tracking him.
Original Song For Reference: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32J8jCAMYn8
Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street Rollin' of the bums and the trampin' of the weak Congress salutes and the voters rave and weep Here comes the big charade Don't be amazed, price is paid One more charade
CHORUS (So young, so strong, so ready for the war So willin' to go an' die for a corporate score All vote together, everybody looks the same So there is no one you can blame Don't be ashamed, light the flame One more charade)
Listen for the sound and listen for the noise Listen for the shilling of the corporate toys Few years ago their funds were only ploys Here comes the big charade Don't be amazed, price is paid One more charade
CHORUS
Media on their hooks and guns in their hands Trained to shill as they're trained to stand thousand seventy-six ears need only one command Here comes the big charade Don't be amazed, price is paid One more charade
CHORUS
Cold hard stares on faces so proud Kisses from the boards and digital cheers from the crowd And the widows from the last war cry into their shrouds Here comes the big charade Don't be amaazed, price is paid Don't be ashamed, war's a game World in flames So start the charade