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| September 2004 / Volume Five / Issue Four | ||||||||
| Joel Evard | ||||||||
| The American Mantra Ok fine I'll admit it I'm a little disillusioned by life right now Just at that age right 25 yrs old all drive and no ambition Or was it all ambition and no drive I forget sometimes Memories are hard to keep When you're trying to ride that fine line between The American dream and the real world And you step back to look at it all and realize that the two just don't jive Like the American dream was always just that A dream And everybody just woke up the next day and went back to work "Cause they shouldn't remember what the dream was about Children are raised up and weaned off of pride and self worth onto instant buy-now-pay-later-cash-back-mail-in-rebate-insert-card-here-gratification You can see the latest model of a new happier life On display in a macys store window "On sale now..all major credit cards accepted....buy now pay later" And if you're lucky...if you're really lucky You'll never realise it is the same shit you always had Just wrapped up in a brand new bow And the american mantra has become "Buy now pay later" But that doesn't matter 'Cause even the people who make this shit cant actually afford to buy it They're just average shmucks just like you and me Kept going by memories of the good old days that weren't that great Raised in a small town where there was nothing to do but Throw footballs Throw parties And throw up And I don't even believe in the rich upper class any more I think it's just a myth A fairy tale Something to tell the kids So they'll want to grow up and be better than we are And we never figured out that we were as good as it got The whole thing reeks of conspiracy if ya ask me Maybe it's "the man" keeping us down right I hear people say that But I wonder if they ever stop to think about the fact that if "the man" was real Why would he dirty his hands by reaching down into gutters Just to keep us from crawling out of them We don't even hold the hand that holds us down anymore We have become the hand that holds us down Every single day we offer up our arms Hoping someone will hit the right vein Mainlining on an economic prosperity that doesn't even exist any more And now the thumb that pushes the plunger at the end of the needle Is the one that rules the world But that's ok 'Cause Visa, Mastercard, American Express The holy fucking trinity hallelujah Will come down and save us all one payment at a time Buy now Pay later |
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