You see this world painted in shades of green,
There is no end to your heartless greed
That consumes this land of oppurtunity
Line your pockets with your minion's self-esteem

Till the end of time we'll
Pray that they will lose it all
So that they can finally see
What they have been putting us through
This conversation is going to be the last one we will have
This crippled nation has been left dying in your hands
Squeeze the puss, squeez the puss out

Money: the only topic that you have time for,
You will not listen, to anything else than your stock quotes
At the dinner table your family screams but you will not
Even hear their cries for help

All you capitalist pigs, go stew in the pen you call your country club
With all the other swine that will screw us over for a measly dollar
What more could you want from us now?
Your tax refund wasn't big enough last year?
Go play another round of golf, and sip your martini
Sacrifice our dignity to satisfy your hunger

Lyrics submitted by sepultura1987

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