Once upon a time, when I was young
Daddy told me how it should be done
Life is for love, work is at hand
Do things right and become a man
But that's not the way things are today
Gotta cheat and steal if you want to play
Life's a con game, full of tricks
The dice are loaded and the wheel is fixed
They
say there's
Bad pills in the schoolyard
Good pills in the school
There's thieves in the henhouse
And they're makin' the rules
Job is secure, your health is too
Unless the bottom line says no
You got nowhere to run
When the chilly wind blows
I can't take any more of these cheesy, sleazy ways
I can't take any more of this lyin' and stealin'
Maniac, stab-your-back, wheelin' and dealin'
Congressmen go back to Congress
Every time they run
Two party system?
Man, there ain't even one
Pretty 'ho's and bozos
Sell themselves on TV
They'll make ya slaves, too
And tell ya you're free
I can't take any more of these easy, greasy ways
I can't take any more of this buy-ya-for-a-dollar
Nothin's real, sex appeal, prime time squalor
Corporations sell us the world
And they won't be done
'Til they patent the air
And license the sun
Tell ya you're helpless hopeless
Tell ya ya gotta pay
Can't sell me no more
Gotta make a new way
We can't take any more of these greedy, cheatin' ways
Can't take any more of this bottom feedin'
Life's a shuck, run amuck
chase a buck
what the fuck
lots of luck
second-card dealin'
-- by Ben Wachtel, Alexei
Panshin, and Josh Wachtel