Malarkey Oligarchy

5 days ago by @mattpierce

Lyrics

What kind of gooberment is this?
gives a poor man the fits
and the rich a big kiss

Oh they give you this
and they give you that
as long as you believe
all their deceit and crap

What kind of gooberment is this?
when the richest in the world
make me want to hurl

Underneath the flashing lights,
they rule the scene
Their shadow stretching
far and wide, often unseen,
Behind closed doors,
they write our fate to be,
But we'll be rising,
We won't stay unseen.

[Chorus]
Malarkey Oligarchy
thinks it's got control,
But we the people
will regain our soul.
Tires keep on turning,
winds begin to roll,
We'll break the chains
and regain control.

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