Don't speak
The truth if it offends them
And I find this
Disconcerting
What they call
Recession
We both know
Is judgment
They hope they're right
And that the ship will turn around
Because they traded their lives
For a better piece of ass, of market mistress
You think it's your (?)
Not bowing solely out of principle
But truth be told
You're a (?)
Playing race cars
Like your parents did
It's us vs. them
Verse' the blacks and the (?)
And you can't win, you lack the perspective
You'll find your heart is at the center
Of all of this
And unfortunate sons
Unfortunately trust
Our presidents
And our reasons
You find your heart is at the center
Of all of this
You'll find your heart is at the center
Of all of this, yeah
And unfortunate sons
Unfortunately trust
Our presidents
And our reasons