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Verse One:
I don’t trust conventional wisdom any more than I can throw it / When most of us been following TINA and don’t even know it / Knowing just enough to get to work and to the store / Yo who you think is getting played when they the ones keeping the score / I said the rich got us thanking them for keeping us poor / Getting kicked in the ass steady asking for more / At the campaign rallies straight clowning ourselves / Booing and hissing the redistribution of wealth / Now how’s that for some ironic self loathing shit / We gotta hip y’all to some emperor’s new clothing shit / The American Dream is still the same old plot / Where a lot get a little and a little get a lot / And the fattest belly’s always the belly of the beast / We scrape the crumbs from their table, then call it feast – we gluttons
Chorus: (sounds of someone getting their ass whipped asking for more with someone whispering “we gluttons” underneath)
Verse Two:
They say that if you rent yourself – then you sell yourself / and if you sell yourself – then you kill yourself / mind yourself – find yourself – don’t blind yourself / or capitalist pigs be unzipping they pants behind yourself / How long we gonna take being treated like bastards / you ain’t gotta be a slave to still be serving a master / Take it back to farmland – field bosses and field hands / The origins of what we now know as The Man / See, The Man owned the land that you worked on / And The Man owned the store that you bought from / So The Man decided if you work, if you eat / The Man even decided at what price ain’t that neat / Well, tell me what’s different in today’s generation / When half the world’s largest economies are corporations / and most industries are ruled by a handful of giants / and most politicians are industry compliant / what more could our greedy ass gods ask for / sponsoring the sermons of our corporate media pastors / Preaching it’s a rich man’s world and capitalist earth / They buying up our attention and getting their money’s worth / When we don’t know the constitution but know what the Joneses make / Keeping on keeping on for keeping up’s sake / They keep our stomachs empty but our eyes full / Got us thinking there’s a jackpot on every other pull – we gluttons
Chorus: (sounds of someone getting their ass whipped asking for more with someone whispering “we gluttons” underneath)
Verse Three:
No matter what they hollering in their ivory towers / The market ain’t random – it’s profit and power / And everybody knows profit ain’t got no conscience / All that level playing field they talking is nonsense / When growth is the commandment they gonna always want more / Till there’s just one rich asshole and the rest of us are poor / I said when money’s the messiah and profit’s the only prophet / This religion’s like a drug and we gotta get off it / rehab or exorcism – PARECON is a blessing / The question is – are you ready to question – or you a glutton
Chorus: (sounds of someone getting their ass whipped asking for more with someone whispering “we gluttons” underneath)