[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
Why we let ‘em?
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Why we keep ‘em in them leather chairs
Same suit, same script, same empty stares
Red tie, blue tie, same dirty shares
Different flag, same hands in the millionaire’s
They talk “for the people,” but it’s PayPal prayers
Every vote cashed out, you can trace that trail
Campaign on the block, then they change your mail
Now your hope on hold, can’t break that jail
You ask “why we choose ‘em?” man, habit and hype
TV turn a crook to a savior overnight
They feed fear, then feed off it, that’s the diet they like
They say “this time different,” that’s the same old lie
[Chorus]
Why we still trust ‘em?
Why we let ‘em run it? (run it)
Every four years, new mask, same budget
You broke on the couch, they toast in the summit
Ballot box busted, faith all rusted
Hands in your pocket, laws get adjusted (yeah)
Red or blue jacket, same old puppet
Whole thing rigged, but we still say “fuck it”
[Verse 2]
You at work all week, they at work on a yacht
You count up coins, they write off the lot
They blame your neighbor when the rent go up
While they sip on deals in a private club
They sell you a fight, keep you split in two
So you hate your friend while they take your food
Left wing, right wing, same big bird
Same beak peck pockets, just different words
Grandma on pills, but her check too thin
They sign one bill, then they cash more in
You pray “next time better,” then it starts again
Same smile, same pen, same shark, new fin
[Chorus]
Why we still trust ‘em?
Why we let ‘em run it? (run it)
Every four years, new mask, same budget
You broke on the couch, they toast in the summit
Ballot box busted, faith all rusted
Hands in your pocket, laws get adjusted (woo)
Red or blue jacket, same old puppet
Whole thing rigged, but we still say “fuck it”
[Bridge]
They say “pick a side”
I say “that’s the trick”
Two doors, one room
Same old politics
You ask “who to blame?”
Look up, not across
‘Cause greed wear colors
But it cost the same cost
[Chorus]
Why we still trust ‘em?
Why we let ‘em run it? (run it)
Every four years, new mask, same budget
You broke on the couch, they toast in the summit
Ballot box busted, faith all rusted
Hands in your pocket, laws get adjusted (yeah)
Red or blue jacket, same old puppet
Whole thing rigged, but we still say “fuck it”