Song lyrics:

I’ve been selling my soul, working all day

Overtime hours, bullsh** pay

So I can sit out here and waste my life away

Drag back home and drown my troubles away

It’s a damn shame

What the world’s gotten to

People like me, people like you

Wish I could just wake up and it not be true

But it is

Oh it is

Livin’ in the new world, with an old soul

The rich men north of Richmond

Lord knows they all just wanna have total control

Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do

And they don’t think you know, but I know that you do

Your dollar ain’t sh**, and it’s taxed to no end

Cuz of rich men north of Richmond

I wish politicians would look out for miners

Not just minors on an island somewhere

Lord we got folks in the street, ain’t got nothin’ to eat

And the obese milkin’ welfare

God if you’re five foot three and you’re three hundred pounds

Taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds

Young men are putting themselves six feet in the ground

Cuz all this damn country does is keep on kicking them down

Lord, it’s a damn shame

What the world’s gotten to

For people like me and people like you

Wish I could just wake up and it not be true

But it is, oh, it is

Living in the new world with an old soul

These rich men north of Richmond

Lord knows they all just want to have total control

Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do

And they don’t think you know, but I know that you do

‘Cause your dollar ain’t sh** and it’s taxed to no end

Cuz of rich men north of Richmond

I’ve been selling my soul working all day

Overtime hours for bullsh** pay