I sweat Cristal

I'm starring in a great society

Learnin' my ABCs, 

It starts with assimilation

Ends with punitive fees

Tied up with red tape

A fourty feeds two, we're left alone to rot

But don't let us catch you smokin' that pot

Living in a great society

What do you know? 

Just how to run away

From ol' six-pack Joe

He's barrellin' downtown

Lookin for the reds

Too bad, honey, Castro's already dead

Growing in a great society

Told that I'm a breeder

Liberty's got five digits

I haven't got the subsidies to feed her

So I work by candlelight

She said I was always cheating

Joke's on her, it was from big brother's tit that I was feeding

Running in a great society

If you want to create past her

Just talk to the messenger

And shoot him later

As he falls to the floor, he'll finish the word

They say dead men never tell a story

He said “I always knew the classics were boring”

Whitewashing in a great society

Words are replaced with manufactured terms

And a rose by another name

Would bring a greater return

I fell asleep

Only to notice that the picket fence had been painted

When Sawyer read the deficit at fourty percent, 

He was the one who fainted

Dying in a great society

What will it be?

I always thought it would be the smoke and drink

That'd get my life taken from me

It was just a wildfire

It was taking its course

I was just a stop-gap measure

I've got no remorse