The have nots have had enough
and now they're out to kill the king
Of what looks to be an evil empire where short-term
earnings earnings mean everything
There's a pressure to deliver here,
your gonna get hurt if you don't play this game
Nobody will ever know,
just the CEO to the CFO
If you can work some magic,
we can double our paychecks, so make the numbers look right
Wall street is a ruthless mistress
with a quick and painful judgment
Temptation is in deep now,
threads of greed run through this fabric
Weaving tapestries over your eyes to prepare
the landscapes for disaster
Anthrax or a plane crash, biochemical,
or even nuclear attacks
Integrity is too damn expensive,
discount the price but still
Nobody's buying so come up with the money
boys or you'll be choking on a barrel
And it just might be your own finger
squeezing on the trigger
Call in the reinforcements
you're working hard on
a life of your own
Three square meals and
a place to call home
The American dream can be found here if
you keep your mouth closed
But the teeth you keep clenched
is what's killing the chance
Your mouth is watering as
you imagine
Swallowing each new possession
you'll think there's a place where you made it
You searched for this your whole life
New answers will satisfy but then
you realize it's never enough
That's the slickest marketing I've
ever seen - a spiraling trap
With enough ambition and a firm set
of rules you can have anything you want
You can walk right out into the world
and capture and kill god
In a little box or a little book
to be understood
But no one can argue with the good sense
and strength of a solid foundation
Or with the weakness born when corruption
is the rule and not the exception
I'm trying hard to forget
everything I thought I knew
You've climbed much too high to
let the truth stop you now
Or to concern yourself
with the investments of
Lesser honest men
The ladder's been brutal but the payoff
is just around the corner
Call in the reinforcements
you're working hard on
a life of your own
Three square meals and
a place to call home
But you keep getting lost each time you
walk out your front door
Me I've got a family I know
real well what it means
To make sure there's enough
food on the table each day
But I'd rather starve than be
a whore for an empty living