Sacrifice, did it really mean that much to them?   As it was killing you, they've locked you out   After all that you have done for them   You toil yet they profit more      Save yourself today   In tearing down the design   That they built with our hands      Struggle by to feed your kids   While theirs grow fat, privileged and disdained   They've bled you dry until all that's left of you   Is sold to build their paradise      What have we worked for?   We've been scraping by for all our lives   Only to find that we're left behind   We'll own our own time and give you nothing in return      Our next meal will come from your table   So our lives can become something more   Than what you buy and sell   America will be reborn