With usura, interest-bearing, MOX-fueled federal agents
Storm your wholesome and organic party
And order you to realize your produce is
Nothing but a bio-hazard, a threat to the nation,
An affront to civilization, an insult to the freest nation on Earth.
Destroy that poison you filthy, drone-fleeing terrorists.
Bleach it all now and if you dare feed it to your pigs
The real pigs will lace your new age federal-despising abodes
With depleted uranium weapons of liberation tonight.
Do you copy?
With Lots of Love,
Your Teleprompter Messiah