Bankrupt Culture

Are we gonna be able to (outlive this bizarro nation)
Postpone our deaths (by character assassination)
Camaraderie among thieves (they're stealing time)
Time spent in needless self-defense (and making up of lies)
The laymen are too dumb (to understand your rhetoric)
To take action in our name (don't say we're better off for it)

The kids are all alright (at least you think that is the case)
There's no gun in your hand (just superiority on your face)
Tax gifts for the rich disguised (as relief for the working man)
Your big bag of candy (to lure the kids inside your van)
This shell game works too well (when there is no ball to find)
Smoke and mirrors, a walking cane (hide the fact that you're not blind)

Livin' in a bankrupt culture (strange days) we don't live in the past
Livin' in a bankrupt culture (strange days) we ain't afraid to go fast
And if we happen to die young (strange days) then it won't be so bad
But if we live to a hundred (strange days) who's gonna pay the tab?

Fame and fortune aren't elusive (for those born with a silver spoon)
April showers bring May flowers (but they wither away by June)
Your secret ingredients (proprietary, you've made your case)
You know something that we don't (it's that smirk upon your face)
A continued search for the things (we all know really don't exist)
But you pout and you get your way (look at you slam your fists)

And you say this hurts you more than me but I've heard that line before
You're playin' dumb and you're playin' me for a fool
So don't rape me, don't rope me into your grand schemes to take over the world
I'm not your tool... I'm not your tool...