Shit Show

My clothes are old and worn threadbare
Stained from sweat, but they’re clean
My hands are dirty, workin’ hard for my share
My hands are dirty, but my heart is humble
The common man for whom they don’t care.

Welcome to this shit show, welcome to this shit show
Tickets ain’t free, hell, tickets ain’t cheap,
Believe you me
Takes half your wages, leaves you half your dough
Believe you me
So welcome to your shit show, this is our shit show.

You roll outta bed, pull on your old work boots
Fight the effin’ traffic on pothole-littered streets
Ain’t nothin’ out here free
Bust your ass eight hours, maybe wearin’ suits
Ain’t nothin’ out here free
Destroyin’ the family tree, choppin’ at the roots.

Home used to be your little sanctuary, sanctuary
A place to turn in, to turn off, relax-a-while
So keep eye-balling the tiny screen
Ain’t nothing like it had been, just as effin’ scary
So keep eye-balling the tiny screen
Believing all the bad news lyin’ they can carry.

Your hideaway, unmasked, to drink yourself sick
Forget about your trouble and your strife
Or so the old song goes
While watching the world pass or an old flick
Or so the old song goes
Followin’ the jackboot thug, a sorry-ass bootlick.

My clothes are old and worn threadbare
Stained from sweat, but they’re clean
My hands are dirty, workin’ hard for my share
My hands are dirty, but my heart is humble
The common man for whom they don’t care.

Welcome to this shit show, welcome to this shit show
Tickets ain’t free, hell, tickets ain’t cheap,
Believe you me
Taking half your wages, leaving half your dough
Believe you me
So welcome to your shit show, this, our shit show.

Cities filled with folk, young, old, recreatin’
No fishin’, campin’, hikin’, jus’ the odd zombie
Pass the point, no return
Injection points overflowin’, chill pills sedatin’
Pass the point, no return
Society burnin’, wonderin’ why we’re waitin’.

Lost in hopelessness, off to bed, half-dead
If we gotta a bed, a tent, a rough dirt patch,
A thankless life indeed
Knowing half the nations went blood red
A thankless life indeed
Yeah, screw you, I said what I said, what I said.

My clothes are old and worn threadbare
Stained from grease, but they’re clean
My hands are dirty, workin’ hard for my share
My hands are dirty, but my heart is humble
The common man for whom they don’t care

Welcome to this shit show, welcome to this shit show
Tickets ain’t free, hell, tickets ain’t cheap,
Believe you me
Takin’ half your wages, leavin’ half your dough
Believe you me
So welcome to your shit show, this, our shit show.

We are not for sale, gimme free stuff, needles,
No, I want my life and security back,
I know you do too
Get the party animals out, with all their evils
I know you do too
They’re as good as maggot worms and weevils.

Lemme die on my own terms, a natural-born soul,
From dust to dust, like it or not
That’s how it ought to be
Not a living dead-dead man, a new world tool
That’s how it should be
Not a teet-suckin’, dole-livin’ confused fool.

Welcome to this shit show, welcome to this shit show
Tickets ain’t free, hell, tickets ain’t cheap,
Believe you me
Taking half your wages, leaving half your dough
Believe you me
So welcome to your shit show, this is our shit show.

My clothes are old and worn threadbare
Stained in blood, but they’re clean
My hands are dirty, workin’ hard for my share
My hands are dirty, but my heart is humble
The common man for whom they don’t care.