Main Street

You can call us side-effects
We're acting more like symptoms
Entire generation's
Just a product of the system
And if you can't afford to learn it
Become the oil it's enriched in
That's right mothers of the children
It's his corpse that boy's enlistin'
And do you for an instant
Think someone else is to blame
You can see it in the way we keep so busy
We are our own shame