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Predators

we lavishly affect our fanciful facade 
while covertly we minister to our darkest De Sade 
marching an obsessive penchant for guile
manipulating so our every last corruption defiles
yet parade as paragons of virtuous benevolence
but that would seem contrary to the obvious evidence

here we are in your face
not to coexist but to replace
you must make way
but you must go away
and give us your share
because we don't really care

because you've appointed us the nurturing ones
entrusted beyond all conceivable suspicions
you've handed over to us a captive audience
of your fresh faced, naive, bright eyed innocents 
that we may tell them who they are
even though, till now, they've never wondered that far
careful to be oh so sugar and spice nice
as we indoctrinate our beloved virtue of vice
we brew them in our bitterness, steep them in our sour
that's how we take yours and serve them to ours
pretty flowers, we'll turn them to weeds
proliferating so they'll service our greed

here we are in your face
not to coexist but to replace
you must make way
but you must go away
and give us your share
because we don't really care

if we show you now where we're going
you'll get wise so we can't have you knowing
you may just put a crimp in our exponential growing
that's why we'll be the ones that instruct
we have a particular interest in yours to corrupt
we'll have many more hours with them than you
start them out now while they're spongy and new
later it won't matter what the hell you do
we'll even have help from your internal revenue
it's so damn funny, we love laughing at you

here we are in your face
not to coexist but to replace
you must make way
but you must go away
and give us your share
because we don't really care

I know we once clamored for freedom of choice
that every one of ours should have their own voice
that was to give us our room, now we'll see to its doom
best done and more fun before the bud is in bloom
if it were you, we'd say it disgusting and vile
we'd throw you in prison, have you walk the last mile
for us it's special, virtuous and our perfect right
it's all about what we want, our hypocrisy's outright
always been this way, didn't happen overnight
before the internet we abused them out of sight

here we are in your face
not to coexist but to replace
you must make way
but you must go away
and give us your share
because we don't really care 

now we network openly with hateful mission writs
that spell it out on networks that whore for our hits
they abet us to troll for your embittered ex
so we can brainwash and addict your little ones for sex
they're our most popular targets of that you can be sure
instead of themselves, they hype your cuties to lure
they say "now it's my time" that means everything's for use
even the children they're entrusted with are bartered for abuse
and everyone who hears of it buries their head in bull shit
so they too comply as though we're entitled to it

here we are in your face
not to coexist but to replace
you must make way
but you must go away
and give us your share
because we don't really care 

we have task forces, lobbyists, politicians too
militants, who if they could, would exterminate you
we're always lobbying for privileges, calling them rights
beyond anything you have, we rule the legal fight
so we can play benevolent and bring them home 
to our government condoned pernicious pleasure domes
right under your nose while you're thinking we're so nice 
we prowl into your home via kiddie's Net device
usurping wills and lives with our self-serving vice
your government won't care, they won't even think twice
they won't look any further, c'mon
remember what I said about beyond suspicion?

here we are in your face
not to coexist but to replace
you must make way
but you must go away
and give us your share
because we don't really care 

now that you've let us come out in the day
we'll just have everyone kowtow to our way
ripped words right from the tip of your tongue 
made ridiculously absurd but it beguiles your young
a spectral phenomenon,  ancient renewal of a promise
we insist now there's no use for it apart from us
and you're so accommodating, you roll over and fawn
the best part of it is you play right into our con
someday you'll look back and wonder how it went wrong
by then, thanks to you, we'll be far too strong
so unless you want prosecuted, you'll keep singing our song
because in our new order, you'll no longer belong

here we are in your face
not to coexist but to replace
you must make way
but you must go away
and give us your share
because we never really cared
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Written by Scott Schoffstall
© October 02, 2011
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