Juliette & The Licks - American Boy, Vol. 2 Lyrics

The land of plenty is the land of privilegedFor your blue eyed culture deprived American boyYou got your dicks in a twistAnd you're raising your fistBut your argument has been bought and soldSo flex that coporate muscle, with your media monopolyWhile you sell out humanityADHD, OCD, social anxietyIt's money babyYou pushing me, I'm pushing youNo rhyme or reason, watch your televisionYou pushing me, I'm pushing youNo rhyme or reason, watch your televisionFrat boys, military toysAll I see is white noiseCook up my rightsCall it a holy fight, eat us for dinnerHaliburtonNow we're hurtin', easy blood tradeWe all lie in the be we've madeI'll talk till I got no words leftI'll scream till my last dying breathCan I get a witness?You pushing me, I'm pushing youNo rhyme or reason, watch your televisionYou pushing me, I'm pushing youNo rhyme or reason, watch your television