These streets are not paved with gold

Do not believe everything that you're told

Deception Hides in all you see

Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe.

And in the land of the free

You know nothing comes for free.

Fourth drive in paradise

Vapid souls check the market price.

Life time slave

Living in a suburban grave

If there was a god, was a god,

You would be the death of him.

These colors do not run,

Like colors from the face,

Eyes roll back chemical despair,

It's true what they say life is not fair.

So repeat this line, everything, everything is fine. [X2]

These colors do not run,

Like colors from the face,

Eyes roll back chemical despair,

It's true what they say life is not fair.

And in the land of the free

You know nothing comes for free.

I'm struggling to find any poetry in this

Someone beat me to the line ignorance is bliss

So I guess I'll just say it how it is

You had it all, you fucking pigs!

These streets are not paved with gold

Do not believe everything that you're told

Deception Hides in all you see

Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe.