we’ll give you our money, tax all that you can take
drain from the poor, let the rich get the big breaks
then spend it to bail out the thieves and greedy ceos
wage war on the poorest, our streets filled with hunger
debt rises still higher as the working fall under
corporation are people ‘cept for having more rights and more gold
so much expectation, for this disappointment
with checks and balances and progress so disjointed
yet still we rely on the hill to make the law of the land
i’ve come to learn that you can’t elect a savior
the most good i can do is just to love my neighbor
that is unless they get deported by popular demand
if there’s still love in your heart for orphans
if there’s still love in your heart for widows
if there’s still love in your heart for anyone [repeat]
come on down
priests and kings and presidents
industry’s irrelevant
hope is where the lost are allowed to come home [repeat]
so come on down
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