I thought we the people had a brain

I thought we the people had a say

Coulda sworn, I read it somewhere

Thought I'd seen it on a bumper sticker I thought we the people had a right

I guess we the people were wrong

We the people, always are

Let's go elect another God The laws, they make, They don't give a damn anyway

Rules are made to break, to bend, to beat, to buy

The American dream or a bag of magic beans

You can find it on the TV whatever you need Send me, you're tired, you're poor and broken

Send me your life so I can break you We the people can have a plan

We the people can make a stand Coulda sworn I read it somewhere

Might've seen it in the funny papers

Your money's made to take, to cheat, to steal, to rob

I can sell you a dream, fat bustin' at the seams

You can get it on the TV whatever you need Send me you're tired, you're poor and broken

Send me your life so I can break you

Give me your trust, your faith and wishes

Give me your life so I can own you, control you Own, buy, sell out

Own, buy, sell out Everyday there's something new to try

Everyday there's something new to buy

Everyday there's a new American dream

Goin' broke in the land of opportunity Send me, you're tired, you're poor and broken

Send me your life so I can break you

Give me your trust, your faith and wishes

Give me your life so I can own you