What's wrong with having it good for a change?
Now they're gonna let us have it good if we just help them,
They're gonna leave us alone let us make some money.
You can have a little taste of that good life too,
Now I know you want it, hell everybody does.
You'd do it to your own kind, what's the threat?
We all sell out every day, might as well be on the winning team.
Can you still recollect those times,
When the music carried potent prophecies of change?
Could it be that our appointment's run it's course?
Are we the liable ones?
It seems we've ceased to even care.
Has subjugation quelled the revolution,
that once filled the air?
Divide and conquer as they break us down and watch us fall,
Believe their lies are true and just be glad it isn't you.
Leave all your demands unpressed,
Just fall in lines with all the rest,
Another shill, a Judas all this time.