Lip is the best kind of service
It's free and keeps everyone happy
You try to say we deserve this
We sing but our voices become so weak
Fight tooth and nail for a handful of scraps
And leave the rest for the top so they can widen the gap
Imagined I had a voice but it was only a dream
I really don't have a mouth but I want to scream
We'll wait
And cast our fears up to the burning sky
Cash our checks and then we realize
Nothing's changed, we have no tears to cry
And so we sit and wait
I want to change, I want to start new
But what can a poor boy do?
Traded our kings and masters for all these disasters
The more things change, the more they just stay the same
Our chains have colors and sizes, but no one realizes
The more things change, the more they just stay the same