White America's Beautiful Black Market Letra

but if it ain't that then I don't believe a word they say
That bootstrap theory doesn't fit on all of those feet
Much like glutton
Starving pigs
My mind is certain they'll take all they can get
So push their buttons
Hit reset
We're finally deserving what we get
I said "fuck birth and death'
the hospital to the funeral
the debts lie on the child and the deceased
They say 'get sick, then feel better'
Be sure that they will never cure you
you're worth so much more deceased
It's just like cutting off your nose just to spite your face
It's just like ripping out your tongue to get rid of the taste of success
We get sick so we can feel better
With government sucking the dicks of corporations
It looks like Uncle Sam finally put his money where his mouth is

(Thanks to Anna for these lyrics)