Since the day that I was born
You’ve been blowing on that horn
And crying about the sky is going to fall
You say I need to give a little back
But something is out of whack
Cause you keep getting richer
And all I got is my back to the wall
So don’t you say you don’t got money
Cause everyone knows you do
It’s such a lie it’s such a lie it’s such a lie
Does that billionaire work
A billion times as hard as I do
It’s such a lie it’s such a lie it’s such a lie
You say the days are over
When the work of an honest worker
Could afford him a decent life and a happy soul
I’ve been drinking that sweet kool aid
While you’ve been getting paid
I woulda just declared a war on you
But you fired the first shot a long time ago
I love the U.S.A.
It’s rags to riches any old day
All you need is a dollar and a dream
You can put that lottery ticket
Wherever you want to stick it
I'm going to take back what you stole
And toss you into the deep blue sea
credits
from March,
released March 1, 2013
Written and performed by Brendan Fitzpatrick.
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