Daddy you sure showed me how to be a model citizen
I found out how to get out everything I need from within
Too bad you only see through the barrel of your gun
I wish you had a wider view but am I the only one?
We’ve turned our dream into our machine
Which is working for the rich
We profit off our neighbor’s cancer
And it works until we’re sick
We must begin again so our children can
Work for more than this
But who will we look to, will we look to you? we look up but
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We will never be as tall as our fathers
And our resolve will never be as firm as his hand
No i may never be as tall as my father
But was he such a big man?
Your flag is always red, isn’t red the color of blood?
Your rag is always wrung dry, even in a flood
Your empty pockets bulge, i don’t understand the reason why
There’s not enough to feed a single serving of your pie.
We’ve turned our dream into a machine
Which will bury all of us
We lock our children in the dark until the darkness is a must
We salt our sickness like the wounds we lick
‘Cause there’s no one to trust
So who do we look to? do we look to you? we look up but
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