Blood Money
Mike Truck
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They turned the White House into a damn franchise
Sold the heartland off in a corporate buyout
Now the stars on the flag are just shareholder names
And the stripes? Well they're just debt in frames
Corporation nation but who holds the shares?
The labor is yours but your money is theirs
They call it growth I call it theft
Ain't nothin' sacred when nothin's left
Just a ghost town with a neon glow
And a preacher on TV sayin' God will bestow
Blood money in the collection plate
Blood money buys the votes they take
They're auctionin' graves at the county line
While the working man just feeds the grind
Yeah it's blood money cold and clean
Washed in red white and gasoline
They'll sell your soul with a black suit n' tie
Blood money buys the American lie
You wanna know why the factory's a condo now?
Why your granddaddy's pension bought some CEO's third yacht?
They figured out the cheapest way to mine gold
Was to dig it straight outta your veins
They'll smile shake your hand then sell the air you breathe
And charge you interest on your own damn grief
This ain't politics boysโthis is a hostile takeover
And we're all just inventory in a warehouse fire
The factory's shuttered the mill's a mall
Only shelter's inside their private prison walls
They'll cut your pension then name a street
After the bastard who killed your dream
Blood money in the collection plate
Blood money buys the votes they take
They're auctionin' graves at the county line
While the working man just feeds the grind
Yeah it's blood money cold and clean
Washed in red white and gasoline
They'll sell your soul with a black suit n' tie
Blood money buys the American lie