Rustbelt trains keep rollin' on
Movin' Chinese goods to every town
The union songs ain't sung much more
Wall Street barons closed the store
Welcome to the ranks of the working poor
Welcome to the ranks of the working poor
College grads go back to school
No livin' wage but you ain't no fool
Women's pay is on the floor
The boss man chooses, that's for sure
The boss man chooses, that's for sure
They told us if we worked real hard
We'd own a fine house with a dog in the yard
That we could be anything that we chose
The emperor's wearin' his new clothes
Hey, hey ho ho activist
No sense hangin' like a passive fist
Most sit on the couch an' just complain
Dance between drops in a soakin' rain
Artful Dodgers at our core
Or we hide inside an' lock the door
Silent architects of the working poor
Hail the architects of the working poor
