Sons Of Privilege

America blearing in my ears all day

America, I don see the glory of your ways

The oldest money flows through a bloodline

Wel see if your empire stands the test of time

Don wanna

I don wanna

Be a slave to the sons of privilege

Don wanna

I don wanna

Be a slave to the sons of privilege



Sweet lady liberty -

You are lost, though you are free

And what hides beneath

Can抰 tell the wolves from the sheep



America, grin and bare the resentment of the world

With all your ugliness and self-worth

Desperate to grease the gears of the hideous machine

The swine, they writhe and praise the infallible regime

Don wanna

I don wanna

Be a slave to the sons of privilege

Don wanna

I don wanna

Be a slave to the sons of privilege



Sweet lady liberty -

You are lost, though you are free

And what hides beneath

Can tell the wolves from the sheep



Lost though you are free

In America

It time to justify your pride



Sweet lady liberty -

You are lost, though you are free

And what hides beneath

Can tell the wolves from the sheep