fuck the banks i've heard them say but then
someone has to cash this check a third goes to the
government and then half goes down to rent and
then what's left seems like a gift it nearly
brings tears to these eyes cause there's folks in
d.c. that sleep in satin sheets and say my value's
recognized

could this be the freedom that mother spoke of at
home? didn't life guarantee me anything besides
overtime for low-interest loans? i want to tear
this fucker down

you know it seems like it's all "isms"
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help thinking this cheated feeling's universal
when we're all clocked in and i want to raise cain
when the patriots say "take pride in the joys
of home" i wonder if they think their
congressmen know what it's like to have collection
agents on the phone

am i one of the "traitors" that my
brother railed on at home? cause if i am than
cheers to them cause at least i know i'm not alone
i want to tear this fucker down

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