"What's wrong with having it good for a change
Now they're gonna let us have it good if we just help them
They're gonna leave us alone let us make some money
You can have a little taste of that good life too now I know you want it hell everybody does
You'd do it to your own kind
What's the threat we all sell out every day might as well be on the winning team"

Can you still recollect those times
When the music carried potent prophecies of change
Could it be that our appointment's run its course
Are we the liable ones?

It seems we've ceased to even care
Has subjugation quelled the revolution that once filled the air
Divide and conquer as they break us down and watch us fall
Believe their lies are true and just be glad
It isn't you leave all your demands unpressed just fall in lines
With all the rest another shill a Judas all this time