Got their boots on the ground
Who knows better what's coming around?
Surviving each day in grueling condition
Elect the homeless, the peoples politician
Not just a bum, just down on their luck
It's not always a druggie lying on the sidewalk
But a lawyer, doctor, your friends electrician
An economy failing leaves workers in submission
To the market, allegedly free
this wage slave life takes your family
On this stressed out ride from check to check
It doesn't matter when you can't pay that
Bill on the table, vetoed, no jobs
It's the other party who's always at fault
But it's the people, the working class
Bled by the liter while the top gets a pass