All hail, praises be to thee
Oh ye paper deity
As we hail our sacred cow
To the bankers, we will bow
Endless profit from their wars
Making slaves of all the poor
Our new god is on the hill
"The Almighty" Dollar Bill
Oh, I want to burn down Wall Street, baby
And fan the flames of discontent like Hades
Saints of Red, White and Blue
Pass bonds of junk to you
Our flag has all but bled to green
In comes the flood (in comes the flood)
Wake up America (wake up America)
In comes the flood (in comes the flood)
Wake up America (America)
Live to buy or time to die
It's all for sale on credit lines
Until the fucking end of time
Shackled to the dotted line
Oh the market may be free
But not for you and me
Succumb as we forget
To the Angel Of Debt
I don't give a fuck if I'm rich, motherfucker
We bought that line 'cause we're a bunch of suckers
For fighting for the scraps
We've let our conscience lapse
By turning cash into a god
In comes the flood (in comes the flood)
Wake up America (wake up America)
In comes the flood (in comes the flood)
Wake up America (America)
Moneytheistic religion
Saints of the red, white, blue and green
Who dare to inflate my life's interest rate
Till their rich bellies burst at the seams
Our lives nothing more to them
Than a snap of financial decision
Blinded by a TV screen
All hail the American Dream
And woe to thee
Our life empty
If we hold this dear
Then lose our fear
America
Wake up
America, America
God shed his grace on thee
In comes the flood
Wake up America
In comes the flood
Wake up America
In comes the flood
Wake up America
In comes the flood
Wake up America
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