There's nothing wrong with Capitalism

There's nothing wrong with free enterprise

Don't try to make me feel guilty

I'm so tired of hearing you cry



There's nothing wrong with making some profit

If you ask me I'll say it's just fine

There's nothing wrong with wanting to live nice

I'm so tired of hearing you whine

About the revolution

Bringin' down the rich

When was the last time you dug a ditch, baby!



If it ain't one thing

Then it's the other

Any cause that crosses your path

Your heart bleeds for anyone's brother

I've got to tell you you're a pain in the ass



You criticize with plenty of vigor

You rationalize everything that you do

With catchy phrases and heavy quotations

And everybody is crazy but you



You're just a middle class, socialist brat

From a suburban family and you never really had to work

And you tell me that we've got to get back

To the struggling masses (whoever they are)

You talk, talk, talk about suffering and pain

Your mouth is bigger than your entire brain

What the hell do you know about suffering and pain . . .



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(Repeat chorus)



There's nothing wrong with Capitalism

There's nothing wrong with Capitalism

There's nothing wrong with Capitalism

There's nothing wrong with Capitalism