Lyrics

We've all seen itRead about itBeg borrow stealIt's part of the American DreamRich peopleThey've got yachts in the harborFountains on the lawnsChampagne in the limousinesOh yeah I wonderWhy they have all the funAnd we're still underUnder the gunOh yeah it seems kind of funnyI know it doesn't grow on treesThey've got a whole lot of moneyThey never give it to meWell oursIs a different storyWe're working all weekAnd we barely make enough to get byIt feels likeAll guts no gloryWe can't get aheadNo matter how hard we try