1 percenters at the top
Take you for all that they want
If you ask them to stop
They push you further down
No I won't let em have me
I won't play in their game
I will open your eyes
So then you will see
We enable their greed and
It's on us that they feed
Yes you're under their thumb
It's the fattest of pigs
That get the most slop
And you do what they want
When you lay down and die
No I won't let em have me
I won't play in their game
And I will open your eyes
And then you will see
That they asked for this war
By pushing us us down
They keep you fighting over petty shit
So you won't overthrow their government
Nameless faceless plotters
Pushing their people into the fodder
Keeping them down so things never get lighter
But me I dream of a future that's brighter
From their piles of money burning in fire
No I won't let em have me
I won't play in their game
And I will open your eyes
And then you will see
That it's on us that they feed
But they wanted this war
They made their stake and their claim
By shoving us down
Now we shove it right back
Right back in their face
Cuz we'd rather just die
Than to give up the fight
So now live yourself
And refuse what they say
Screaming f*ck you
In that dirty pigs face