Lyrics

You tell me it's upsetting
thinking 'bout what you ain't getting
You've been working hard, obeying all the rules
there's truth in what you're telling
'cause it's your life you're selling
and there ain't no refunds once you've paid them dues

Brothers and sisters we're all working so hard
to feed the machinery of pollution and war
we're trading our children's tomorrow for our today
we keep buying and selling what ain't ours for the taking
feeling so smug about the money we're making
what's the price per square foot of an acre in heaven today? that's the price of success

and there's no recongnition of the joy of just existing
if it ain't worth a dime it ain't worth a damn to us
we're too caught up in thinking 'bout our place within the system
we ain't got the time to think about the cost yeah we've barely got a clue even though we think we do
we can't justify what we legitimize and the falsehoods we call true well just between me and you
when we close our eyes we'll recongnize the lies

Brothers and sisters we're all working so hard to feed the machinery of pollution and war the dollar is master and we are all slaves
we'd better change our priorities and change our authorities
change our ways or we will be damn sorry we've let our poor ignored lives slip away
that's the price of success