Make your argument for funding.
Rebuild the country on a lie.
Fire up the drills, pipelines extending.
What we will get is not what we need.
You won't look past your bottom line while workers die in your coal mine. Promised the world to the unemployed before you burned it to the ground. Hot dog holidays wouldn't be the same without teary-eyed reverence.
One day to honor those that strike, one day for those that fight.
Three hundred sixty-three days more for you to stigmatize them.
One day is good enough for them.
One day is good enough.
Where do we fit in the profit margin?
Where can we make a contribution?
When we wake up from this nightmare you call the American dream?
Where do we fit in the your profit margins?
When can we make a contribution?
We won't be measured for what we're worth by the scars left on this barren earth.
When will your pursuit of happiness run out of fuel?
When will your thirst be quenched?
We'll be here in the dark when the lights flicker out.