The land of plenty is the land of privilege   For your blue-eyed culture deprived American boy   You got your dicks in a twist and you're raising your fist   But your argument has been bought and paid for      American boy      So flex that corporate muscle with your media circle jerks   While you sell out humanity   ADHD, OCD, social anxiety   It's money baby!      Hey!   You're pushing me   Hey!   I'm pushing you   No rhyme or reason   Watch your television      Hey!   You're pushing me   Hey!   I'm pushing you   No rhyme or reason   Watch your television      Frat boys and military toys   All I see is white noise   With your pussy collection and your simple minds   I never knew tits could sell so many cars   And you fucking debutantes with your skin-flicks   What the fuck's the matter with you?   Gloss up your lips, Show us your tits   All for your fifteen minutes of nothin'   I just gotta laugh at you