We used to come from work real beat
We used to wish that we could retreat
We can't believe we long for those days

We used to have the mortgage paid
We used to vote for more foreign aid
Now our positions' outsourced to Bombay

We still dream of those times and days - among the solvent ones
Now our lives are full of blow - jobs, houses, wives, all gone
We've lost 'em one by one

It's not funny, no-one has work anymore
Outta money, no-one gets paid anymore
As we're all going broke - we're all under the yoke
It's not funny, no-one has work anymore

Since politics' just chatter you'll see
A growing debt is a guarantee
We're down and out now - the bourgeoisie

Wall Street's busy learning how to bow - on China's ball and chain
When only bullshit comes for free - it's shitstorms over rain
And lies from everyone

Up their fannies, all the congressional whores
Fix the money, or don't get paid anymore
'Cos as dough is undone - we're all under the gun
It's not funny, no-one has work anymore


(Repeats - Fade Out)