Mansion

The old rusted miner
Feeling inspired
Reached in his pocket for gold
Withered old hands
They were dried up like sand
Pulled out a lump full of coal
The river's wine red
In deep water we tread
So the glutton feels like he's full
The glutton will never feel full

Mansion on the hill
That raises your rent
Built by the Mellon's
Who own all the banks
Capitalization
The heart of our nation
Mounting frustration
The blue collar code

Took a green stare
At the clear mountain air
Breathed deeply
And felt like a fool
Hopeless ambition
To pointless transition
Favors those who have the control
They'll never relinquish control

Mansion on the hill
That raises your rent
Built by the Mellon's
Who own all the banks
Capitalization
The heart of our nation
Mounting frustration
The blue collar code

Mansion on the hill
That raises your rent
Built by the Mellons
Who own all the banks
Capitalization
The harlequin of our nation
Mounting frustration
The blue collar code

Blue collar code
Blue collar code
Blue collar code
Blue collar code



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Emery Darcangelo, Peter Jacob Darcangelo
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