Bastards of America
Well-dressed thieves hold us up for ransom
Put your money in the vault and no one gets hurt
The rising cost of living gives way to foreclosure
They put you on the street and no one bats an eye
Hang 'em high! Hang 'em high by their motherfucking ties
Cut 'em wide open - watch 'em bleed dollar signs
Let's burn the banks to the goddamn ground
Turn that green to gray and brown
Bail outs
All around
Too big
To hit the ground
They will
Let us down
Hold our heads under water till we fucking drown
Big wigs
And big cigars
Bonuses
And fancy cars
Big house
And a bigger yard
All 'cause you can't pay your credit card
Burn 'em
To the ground
Lay waste
To all around
Writer/s: Guttercunt
