I use to think it was legit, it paid the bills and had benefits, 
so it really didn't matter because my behind ain't get licked
                                  (literally).
But see today I admit - yes I've turned government tricks.
But you see I was a junkie who didn't know how they would do me.
I mean they took away my child just so that they could screw me 
guilt free.  It had to be!  See they made sure I was insured
in case they sent me hoing out of town and I ain't come back no more.
And medical was free - it had to be - so I wouldn't get a disease.
And the more I was skank the more I would rank - this kept their minds at ease.
Now today I'm facing the music and confessing to who I am,
'cause a whore is still a whore even if her pimp is Uncle Sam.
Yes I don't deny I was high when I signed on that dotted line.
In the smoke I choked - how was I to know my life would no longer be mine.
Mission was easy - all I had to do was serve and protect my nation,
cover my eyes and secretly despise the cause of my defloration.
Ask questions?  No! ordered to obey and say no more,
repeat "no sir" and "yes madam" - I'm an U.S. whore,
or maybe slave - it's easier to brave - it was intended from the initial.
You are as well - can't you tell?  Your hides too branded government issue.
Or maybe you don't get this - and I'm a witness - it does kind of elude,
but only because you think your above servitude.
You can't see yourself in that role as you hold your pole
and we raise our hand to thee.
Not so ironically saluting our own enemy
I mean shoot, we are repeating history - aren't we?
Yes I had to be a fiend to sell all my ancestors took and gave.
I was going nowhere, so in my despair, I volunteered to be a slave.