Elite Deviance Lyrics

I don't feel like being a member

Of your social experiment

You green-eyed capitalist

Wastin' away doom-scrollin' online

After you work your nine to five

And take whatever gets you high

In this world of manufactured perfect noise

From the distractors with perfect poise

Pushin' an endless line of new perfect toys

I can't breathe

Overwhelmed by the sea of possibilities

Possibly unknowingly

Sign away my life to companies

Welcome to my identity

Trackin' me intensively

And breakin' my digital knees

Just to fuckin' squeeze

A few fuckin' pennies

From my bank savings

I been saving

Since I was fuckin' thirteen

But that don't mean a fuckin' thing

When you got the fuckin' sleaze

It ain't easy

Knowing the cheese ain't just the bait

But the whole trap too

Turns from a nibble

To a desperate chew

And the rats at the top

They know this all too well

Lockin' up the cheddar

Trynna make us a deal

Say "An extra nibble for 8 hours

on the hamster wheel"

Just to be clear

I'm not talkin' about rats

I'm talkin' about the bastards

Forcin' us to butcher their veal

Isolated from the rest of humanity

The one percent's greatest concern

Is their vanity

A flat out calamity

Call it insanity

I think we should finally

Topple the canopy

And bring the forest floor to justice

And climb the trees

Bring the forest floor to justice

And fight these rich chimpanzees

Again I'm talkin' allegorically

No need to wad up

Your satin silk panties

The motherfuckers at the top

Take it easy

Forcing us to play the game

In survival mode

Around the board

Payin' taxes, pinchin' pennies

Til you make it back to GO

And start again

Rottin' our eyes and our minds

With television crud

Sellin' us pills and thrills

That turn our brains to sludge

Fillin' our shelves with

Chemicals and dyes

How do we survive with

poison in our food supply

I'm tired of nobody stoppin'

Elite deviance

What's that you ask

Oh you don't know what it is

It's when the Wall Street

White collar one percent

Bend the law in their

Defense of innocence

And it all works out

Nine times out of ten

Simply because the judge

Is one of them

And simply because they're

Part of the ruling class

Simply because they

Accumulated so many assets

Money gets you freedom

The more you got

The more you get

You understand

The more you make

The more you take

You understand

The more you stack

The more you slash

You understand

Then why the fuck

Are you still clappin' your hands

Of course you're cheerin' them on

Mr. Bossman

You got your freedom

wrapped up in it too

Mr. Bossman

Brainwashed from all the years

Of wearin' shiny shoes

Don't you worry about the cost man

You fragile boss man

Corporations exploitin' the cultures

The suits are perched

Like economic vultures

Waiting to swoop down

To collect their rewards

For a job well done

Supervising the labor force

While the ones who work the hardest

Get a little tiny drop

In their little tiny buckets

I love seein' the corporate

Executives suck it

When their workers finally have

Enough and they all say "Fuck it"

And take their dirty uniforms

And finally chuck it

At Mr. Bossman himself

But he's quick to duck it

Pass the blame

On to somebody else

Goes home for the day

Big house by himself

Some might feel sorry

But I just think fuck him

The motherfuckers at the top

Take it easy

Forcing us to play the game

In survival mode

Around the board

Payin' taxes, pinchin' pennies

Til you make it back to GO

And start again