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State Fund Rat Race
They sign the papers clean
Then bleed the vault at night
Blue ink on stolen deals
And call it"public life"
Tax money in the trunk
Paychecks that never land
The road stays full of cracks
While they all clap their hands
Who do you call
When the law gets paid?
Who do you trust
When the whole system caves?
We march and take the control
We watch the pockets grow
We march and take the control
While the hungry scrape and fold
We march and take the control
They eat what people own
We march and take the control
And leave us bones and smoke
The project rats are fed
From a line you never see
A bridge of broken dreams
And schools with no roof beam
The uniforms take bribes
Reports get buried deep
A hand on every door
But none that set you free
Who do you call
When the law gets paid?
Who do you trust
When the whole system caves?
We march and take the control
We watch the pockets grow
We march and take the control
While the hungry scrape and fold
We march and take the control
They eat what people own
We march and take the control
And leave us bones and smokes
The president talks in storms
Pounds his chest and fades
A speech full of thunder
That never clears the haze
But down in the street
We know the names by face
Same hands, same lies
Same blood in the case
Rats in the office
Hands in the till
Law in the pocket
Truth gets killed
We march and take the control
We watch the pockets grow
We march and take the control
While the hungry scrape and fold
We march and take the control
They eat what people own
We march and take the control
And leave us bones and smoke
We march and take the control
No more bowed heads low
We march and take the control
Then we shake the throne
