The world is changing
Not for the better
It is unraveling
Just like a sweater
I saw a picture in a magazine
CIA, father, son, the monarchy
They say there's threat to the democracy
They're fucking liars
They're fucking liars
Even my heroes drive SUV's
Even my heroes drive SUV's
What can I do to make my own ends meet
I'm selling out
Now every time I turn my TV on
I hear them playing all my favorite songs
Corporate seduction of my memories
Now it's a jingle
And now the war becomes our new sitcom
Campaign of terror
Eating from their palms
The price of oil's going through the roof
But we're still buying
Yeah, we're still driving
Even my heroes drive SUV's
Even my heroes drive SUV's
What can I do to make my own ends meet
I'm selling out
Even my heroes drive SUV's
Even my heroes drive SUV's
What can I do to make my own ends meet
I'm selling out
