Rotten Lyrics


Idealogical captains of industry

Nationalist imperialist dogma

Conspiracy

Exploiting the workers

the land and sea

For each hundred earned

A penny to you and me

Bottling and selling

property

Undermining

democracy

In what was once the

land of the free

The infection has permeated

The American dream

Rotten to the core

Rotten to the core

Ramifications

Beyond our comprehension

Devastation

Paradoxical creation

Sooner or later they come for their

Investment

investment you're not part of

You're no more than a means to an end

And in the end you don't mean shit to them

Impact of industrialization

Broken hands, and a realization

An ecosystem laid to waste

An expense we paid to feed our tastes

It could have been done differently

With oversight, simplicity

But the damage is already done

And the greedy have already won