Lyrics:
Idealism is fucking dead
Laughed off the stage at countless conventions
Laissez faire is en vogue again
It's silver tongue has been heaven sent
One man, one vote, throw it away
One land, one hope, throw it away
When every candidate looks the same, born of noble blood
So don't fucking talk to me about our tradition of democracy
Who the fuck am I supposed to believe in?
Laughed off the stage at countless conventions
Laissez faire is en vogue again
It's silver tongue has been heaven sent
One man, one vote, throw it away
One land, one hope, throw it away
When every candidate looks the same, born of noble blood
So don't fucking talk to me about our tradition of democracy
Who the fuck am I supposed to believe in?
