Civilian - Bottom Dollar Lyrics
Bet your bottom dollarThat I’ve been getting offers every dayI’m a coveted slaveThey took me to lunchI talked, they bought itThen they sold my soul while it slept in the garden to a High-riseEvery step that you take is sequentialWhen every move you make gets bank rolledYou better believe I was shockedWhen I saw this thing was propped upBy fear and its sponsors:The banks and the lawWhen I felt a hand take ahold of my faceYelling “Put all your goddamn’ friends in their places.Show them the ropes”So I took them to lunchThey ate, I bought itIn exchange for their willAnd I put them all to work on my High-riseWhere every dream is inconsequentialYou should count your blessings we’re taking this overYou’re one of the lucky ones, you know you’ve got it madeAn iron fist with a velvet grip is better than a cageOddly enough, the lower classThat built this town, that broke their backsAre getting word they’re going to warAnd everyone claps with tears in their eyesLike we’ve got their backs, good patriotsYelling “Show them what First World lead does to a mud hutLest any man should ever ‘gain mess with us.”“Back to the East” says the sun to the soldierAs it sets on the West, as to curtsy in respect for his braveryBecause all his dreams are inconsequentialThey say it’s anti-American to oppose all our violenceThus, the pro-life hypocrisy: the talent pool is brokeThe things enjoyed by the rich are always built by the poorYou ain’t supporting the troops if you ain’t supporting their war
