You never signed the dotted line But you played the game most every night It’s not a crime, but you know it isn’t right
They know your face and how you sound They even let you come around It’s not your fault, but maybe you’re the one to blame
When the ship goes down Who will save and who will you drown? Will the lifeboat hold All of your silver and all of your gold?
Underneath the stained veneer Things are finally coming clear It could be true or it could be what you use to cope
It’s not an easy call Our back’s against the wall A thousand people are screaming Something’s got to change, change, change Something’s got to change, change, change
