Paroles: 3 Mile Scream. Crippled Nation.

:
You see this world painted, in shades of green, there is no end to your heartless
Greed that consumes this land of oppurtunity
Line your pockets with your minion's self-esteem

Till the end of time we'll
Pray that they will lose it all
So that they can finally see
What they have been putting us through

Money: the only topic that your have time for, you will not listen, to anything else
Than your stock quotes at the dinner table, your family screams but you won't even
Hear their cries for help

We'll
Pray that they will lose it all
So that they can finally see
What they've been putting us through

All you capitalist pigs, go stew in the pen you call your country club
With all the other swine that will screw us over for a measly dollar
What more could you want from us now?
Your tax refund wasn't big enough last year?
Go play another round of golf, and sip your martini
Sacrifice our dignity to satisfy your hunger

While we
Pray that they will lose it all
So that they can finally see
What they have been putting us through

This conversation is going to be the last one we will have
This crippled nation has been left dying in your hands
Squeeze the puss, squeez the puss out