We've got money, power and hundred story towers

greedy politicians when they see us start to cower

third world sweatshop workers making fifteen cents an

hour

welcome to the trickle-down economic golden shower

where we're doing as we damn well please

so we can live a fat life of ease, somehow something's

missing

we're doing as we damn well please so we can live a fat

life of ease

somehow something's missing while we're pissing on you

we need more power in the street to knock you off your

feet

so you don't get any big ideas or we'll send in the National

guard

power in the land to help you understand

we just won't take no more send the army in to settle the

score.

We've got preachers to plead for every last dime they need

we sell you crack and speed and some band-aids when

you bleed

campaign for law and order, fill you with fear and horror

there's a guy with a sign that says he'll work for food on

every corner

well we're buying everything in your town so we can run it

right in to the ground, somehow something's missing

buying everything in your town so we can run it right into

the ground

and sell you back your pain as entertainment but we need

more power