Paroles de Exoskeletal

Building wealth on the backs of the poor Making deals is sleazy smoke rooms Politicians living feathered beds Turn around and tax us to our deaths We're living in a slave state The left and right working in tune Making sure they're the only two Sharing power corruption greed and wealth Keeping it all held tighly to their chests Children smuggling guns into their schools Teachers barred from enforcing any rules Liars causing racial conflict wars And the poor set firmly in their line