Lyrics

yes, it's fun when you're young beneath an innocent sun, and the unicorns play in the fields, and your daddy drives slow with his cadillac soul, his big strong hands on the wheel, and life is a dream of serene machines that all seem to care how you feel, but then you grow up and it's never enough, and money's just something to steal, it's every man for himself so grab the wealth, feel the poor under your heel, it's a brand new deal, then you learn it in school between the lies and the rules, the fairy tales and the charades, they must think you're a fool you know none of it's true, it's all a rigged game we play, and the banks are thieves with infinite greed and power is the coin you pay, then countries are done it's just money and guns, and cocaine and hookers for days, it's every man for himself so grab the wealth, feel the poor under your heel, in the brand new deal, you know the law's on sale when you're too big to fail, and every congressman comes with a price, and the streets are a jail for the weak and the frail -- a predator's paradise, yes we all know how the cold wind blows and cuts like the blade of a knife, it's a zero sum game you gotta learn how to play, learn how to load the dice, it's every man for himself so grab the wealth, feel the poor under your heel, in the brand new deal, yes it's, commodification, consumerization, deregulation, privatization, objectification, sexualization, rationalization, overcompensation, disinformation, discrimination, under-education, de facto segregation, homogenization, criminalization, desensitization, mass incarceration

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Artist: madeleine peyroux