The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
(With the perfect hair
And the perfect wife
And the perfect kids
And the perfect life
I will finally be somebody...)
(Let's play born-again American, resistance is the game!)
Two pigs wearing suits
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank
They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you better remember your place
Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss
Bailed out the banks
But billed me for the loss
They say we must submit
And be one with the Machine
Because the Kingdom of Fear
Needs compliance to succeed
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Happy little slaves for minimum wage
(The revolution will be monetized
And streamed live via renegade WiFi)
The clinic said I'm sick
Toxic..... and impure
But there isn't any cure
For the poor or uninsured
So we live our digital lives
On multiple screens
And we forget that
The blood of the workers
Grease the machines
In the Psalm of the Fiends
Love ...... discriminates
While the fat cats feed the rats
Their daily dose of cake
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Happy little slaves for minimum wage
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Haters, betrayers, liars, and thieves
(America)
She sold her soul
For designer clothes
For the perfect lips
And the perfect nose
The winner in the end
Always owns the most
Reality tv told her so!
(Mammonites)
Money changer!
Greedy bankers!
This is the Peoples House!
My minister has a sinister plan
To save my soul with a credit card scam
Exploitation is contagious
For the selfish & self-inflated
Start a war, use the poor,
Watch our profits soar & soar
We've become a nation of wolves
Ruled by sheep
Owned by swine
Overfed & put to sleep
And while the media's elite
Decrees what to think
I am wide awake
On the edge
And on the brink
So when Atlas shrugs
And The Fountainhead bleeds
And when Walstreet Apostles
Preach a gospel of greed
I'll renounce the fame of this gluttonous age
And be a Born-again American
Resistance is to blame!
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Haters, betrayers, liars, and thieves
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
A nation of wolves - ruled by sheep!
Exploitation is contagious
Exploitation is contagious
Exploitation is contagious
Exploitation............
And the perfect wife
And the perfect kids
And the perfect life
I will finally be somebody...)
(Let's play born-again American, resistance is the game!)
Two pigs wearing suits
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank
They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you better remember your place
Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss
Bailed out the banks
But billed me for the loss
They say we must submit
And be one with the Machine
Because the Kingdom of Fear
Needs compliance to succeed
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Happy little slaves for minimum wage
(The revolution will be monetized
And streamed live via renegade WiFi)
The clinic said I'm sick
Toxic..... and impure
But there isn't any cure
For the poor or uninsured
So we live our digital lives
On multiple screens
And we forget that
The blood of the workers
Grease the machines
In the Psalm of the Fiends
Love ...... discriminates
While the fat cats feed the rats
Their daily dose of cake
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Happy little slaves for minimum wage
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Haters, betrayers, liars, and thieves
(America)
She sold her soul
For designer clothes
For the perfect lips
And the perfect nose
The winner in the end
Always owns the most
Reality tv told her so!
(Mammonites)
Money changer!
Greedy bankers!
This is the Peoples House!
My minister has a sinister plan
To save my soul with a credit card scam
Exploitation is contagious
For the selfish & self-inflated
Start a war, use the poor,
Watch our profits soar & soar
We've become a nation of wolves
Ruled by sheep
Owned by swine
Overfed & put to sleep
And while the media's elite
Decrees what to think
I am wide awake
On the edge
And on the brink
So when Atlas shrugs
And The Fountainhead bleeds
And when Walstreet Apostles
Preach a gospel of greed
I'll renounce the fame of this gluttonous age
And be a Born-again American
Resistance is to blame!
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Haters, betrayers, liars, and thieves
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
A nation of wolves - ruled by sheep!
Exploitation is contagious
Exploitation is contagious
Exploitation is contagious
Exploitation............
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