In search of perfection the facts they ignore
In hopes you'll believe we've not seen this before
"Extreme situations they are," and therefore
There must be more central control

In search of perfection the past is outgrown
Destroying tradition, remaking their own
A "crisis" requires a great Chaperone
There must be more central control

In search of perfection their mandates increase
Redoubling pursuit of chimerical peace
"Injustice" requires that freedom decrease
The hope of more central control

In search of perfection, don't make a mistake
They'll nationalize ev'ry profit you make
And everything else "for the good" they will take
To realize central control

In search of perfection the king condescends
With words and more words and more words he pretends
Unconscionable means justified by the ends
Of gaining more central control

In search of perfection they lecture us more
Convinced they're the ones that we've been waiting for
Intent on utopian dreams to restore
And seizing more central control

In search of perfection they're propped on a perch
While casting aspersions; good names they besmirch
The harshest contempt they reserve for the Church
While worshipping Central Control

In search of perfection, there's no need to vote
With freedom secured by a boot to the throat
And no need for Virtue, for risk is remote
The fruits of more central control

In search of perfection, the ones who know best
From ivory towers in bowtie and vest
Pontificate smugly disdain for the West
Self-righteous with central control

In search of perfection, it's all within reach
The climate, your health, and political speech
Ignore your Religion and what it may teach
Salvation is central control

In search of perfection restrained not a spec
These planners proceed without balance or check
The heirs of Rousseau bleed contempt for Hayek
And dream of more central control

In search of perfection, we all rest secure
The Government's motives are certainly pure
If not for the curious they could assure
Fulfillment through central control

In search of perfection, they spare no expense
To mete out your substance without consequence
Concern for the poor a parade of pretense
This vanity, Central Control

In search of perfection they really do care
Purloining your assets for others to share
Unbending, Inflexible, Strict, Doctrinaire
These guards of more central control

In search of perfection, increasing the hedge
The more the resistance the harder the edge
"It's all for your good," and "We care!" they allege
Obsessed with more central control

In search of perfection, they war through the night
With Peace a disguise for a radical fight
For all that is wrong against all that is right
The cure is more central control

In search of perfection, contending in vain
Against the unchangeable, blindly they strain
For year after year, from campaign to campaign
Relentless for Central Control

In search of perfection that doesn't exist
When argument fails they resort to the fist
That cowardly brand of the true atheist
Insane for more central control

In search of perfection, they do what they do
Though never content with the ends they pursue
The lie of the false is that True isn't true
The End of all Central Control

In search of perfection, the battle is done
Resign your defenses, the Experts have won
Consigned to the dust bin of History, my son