I Coulda Been A Contender

In every single way, this culture reeks like shit
Force fed enough each day, enough to choke on it
You know you've got no voice and every time you'll lose
Who needs a freedom of choice without a choice not to choose?!

Television's on. It sings the same old song
There's no room left for the truth
And the leaders claim to try, but they've all got shifty eyes
When you're asking for some proof

With our backs up against the wall
It's getting clearer that we've all got things to prove
Is this how it has to be? Trusting futility will be our noose

In every single way, this culture reeks like shit
Force fed enough each day, enough to choke on it
You know you've got no voice and every time you'll lose
Who needs a freedom of choice without a choice not to choose?!

Get in on the joke. The problem ain't "The system's broke."
In fact, it's working all too well
We fight the only way we can, middle finger to the man. Laughing all the way, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And don't it happen all the time?
We cast a ballot thinking
Things will change this time

Is this how it has to be? Trusting futility will be our noose

And don't it happen all the time?
We cast a ballot thinking
Things will change this time

Politicians live for dollar signs
Their career choices govern our lives
I can tell you what it's not about:
Your future, your cause, or your rights