We've got money, power and hundred story towers  greedy politicians when they see us start to cower  third world sweatshop workers making fifteen cents an  hour  welcome to the trickle-down economic golden shower  where we're doing as we damn well please  so we can live a fat life of ease, somehow something's  missing  we're doing as we damn well please so we can live a fat  life of ease  somehow something's missing while we're pissing on you  we need more power in the street to knock you off your  feet  so you don't get any big ideas or we'll send in the National  guard  power in the land to help you understand  we just won't take no more send the army in to settle the  score.  We've got preachers to plead for every last dime they need  we sell you crack and speed and some band-aids when  you bleed  campaign for law and order, fill you with fear and horror  there's a guy with a sign that says he'll work for food on  every corner  well we're buying everything in your town so we can run it  right in to the ground, somehow something's missing  buying everything in your town so we can run it right into  the ground  and sell you back your pain as entertainment but we need  more power ...