Social Security Number

My Social Security Number owns my name
It's the nine-digit number
That allows me to work
In the United States, oh yay

My Social Security Number saves the day
When I gotta pay my rent
Cuz it lets me get checks
Even though I should be
Sitting waiting at home all day

My Social gives me hope
That I will stay
And write my name
On the wall
Then I'll help you bring it down
So we can all just walk in and out

And I want to live in this prison
That's been holding me
For what it feels 30 years
Please let me come home
I know I claim to be where I belong

My passport is useless
And it's sitting in my drawer
The drawer says: "Babe, are you ok?"
The passport: "Yeah, just have to wait
And soon I'll be with my friend out there"

His friend should be on her way
Her name is V-I-S-A
She's been waiting
For an old man
Probably white
Who has to decide
If my paperwork
Is of interest for anyone

My Social gives me hope
That I will stay
And write my name
On the wall
Then I'll help you bring it down
So we can all just walk in and out

And I want to live in this prison
That's been holding me
For what it feels 30 years
Please let me come home
I know I claim to be where I belong

My Social Security Number loves me more
Than the people who vote
Cuz they don't seem to see
They have chosen a man
Who doesn't think at all
Of people like me

Next thing you know
If you get it, you'd better be ready
For an interview abroad
Then if we approve
You'll come back and work as we do

And it seems you will increase your chances
If you don't think about taxes
And you pay us just a little bit more
Don't misunderstand
It's about giving priority to you