There’s a boy masked as a man

who right now I just can’t name.

He’s been asked to make a living

with fake Id’s, to him life’s just a game.

And there’s a song I’m sure you’ve heard before

It’s about ringing freedom’s bell.

I remember we sang in harmony

Until the DJs damned it to hell.

And I’m tired and worn out

And I can’t fight your monopoly.

I’m not against your capitalist system

but I don’t think it cares too much for me.

So straighten up and don’t get sick

for in fear you’ll lose your job.

But there isn’t really any secret prizes

so don’t you dare turn that knob.

Make sure that you play it straight

Keep what you’ve got to stay ahead.

For they believe if you’re not top dollar

Then we’re better off if you’re dead.

And I’m tired and worn out

And I can’t fight your monopoly.

I’m not against your capitalist system

But I don’t think it cares too much for me.

I don’t want to bite the hand that feeds

but we all want a chance for pie.

And if we’re stuck in this endless sleep

then what’s the difference if we die?

I think if we were all Jesus Christ

We’d make sure the kids would learn.

We’d also cure their weakened hearts

Without asking how much they earn.

And I’m tired and worn out

And I can’t fight your monopoly.

I’m not against your capitalist system

but I don’t think it cares too much for me.