I've been selling my soul, working all day, overtime hours for bullshit pay so I can sit out here and waste my life away, drag back home, and drown my troubles away.

It's a damn shame what the world's gotten to for people like me — for people like you. Wish I could just wake up and it not be true. But it is. Oh, it is.

Living in the New World with an old soul. These rich men north of Richmond. Lord knows they all just want to have total control.

Want to know what you think, want to know what you do. And they don't think you know. But I know that you do. Because your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end because the rich men north of Richmond.

I wish politicians would look out for miners and not just minors on an island somewhere. Lord, we got folks in the street, ain't got nothing to eat, and the obese milking welfare.

God, if you're five foot three, and you're 300 pounds, taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds. Young men are putting themselves 6 feet in the ground because all this damn country does is keep on kicking them down.

Lord, it's a damn shame what the world's gotten to for people like me — people like you. Wish I could just wake up and it not be true. But it is. Oh, it is.

Living in the New World with an old soul. These rich men north of Richmond. Lord knows they all just want to have total control.

Want to know what you think, want to know what you do. And they don't think you know. But I know that you do because your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end because the rich men north of Richmond.

I've been selling my soul, working all day, overtime hours for bullshit pay...