The One Song Everybody's Talkin' About Now!

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 and 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 want to have total control
Wanna know what you think
Wanna know what you do
And they don't think you know, but I know that you do
Cause your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end
'Cause of 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
Well God, if you're 5 foot 3 and you're 300 pounds
Taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds

Young men are putting themselves six feet in the ground

Cause 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 and 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
Wanna know what you think
Wanna know what you do
And they don't think you know, but I know that you do
'Cause your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end
'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
I've been selling my soul
Working all day
Overtime hours
For bullshit pay