With the perfect hair and the perfect wife   And the perfect kids and the perfect life   I can finally be somebody      Let's play born-again American, resistance is the game      Two pigs wearing suits brought the news   That I'm wanted by the bank   They say the rent is due, Caesar's onto you   So you better remember your place      Then they outsourced my job and gave a raise to my boss   And bailed out the banks but billed me for the loss   They say we must submit and be one with the machines   'Cause the kingdom of fear needs compliance to succeed      So water board the kids for fun, it's all the rage   And play born-again American, resistance is the game      Smash the control machine, work, buy, consume, die   Smash the control machine, happy little slaves for minimum wage      The revolution will be monetized   And streamed live via renegade Wi-Fi      The clinic said I'm sick, toxic and impure   But there isn't any cure for the poor or uninsured   Do we live our digital lives on multiple screens?   And we forget that the blood of the workers greased the machines      In the psalm of the fiends, love discriminates   While the fat cats feed the rats their daily dose of cake      So water board the kids for fun, it's all the rage   And play born-again American, resistance is the game      Smash the control machine, work, buy, consume, die   Smash the control machine, happy little slaves for minimum wage   Smash the control machine, work, buy, consume, die   Smash the control machine, haters, betrayers, liars and thieves      America, she sold her soul for designer clothes   For the perfect lips and the perfect nose   The winner in the end always owns the most   Reality TV told her so      Money changer, greedy bankers, this is the peoples house   My minister has a sinister plan to save my soul with a credit card scam   Exploitation is contagious for the selfish and self inflated   Start a war, use the poor, watch our profits soar and soar      We've become a nation of wolves ruled by sheep   Owned by swine and overfed and put to sleep   And while the media elite decrees what to think   I am wide awake on the edge and on the brink      So when atlas shrugs and The Fountainhead bleeds   And when Wall Street apostles preach a gospel of greed   I'll renounce the fame of this gluttonous age   And be a born-again American, resistance is to blame      Smash the control machine, work, buy, consume, die   Smash the control machine, haters, betrayers, liars and thieves   Smash the control machine, a nation of wolves ruled by sheep      Exploitation is contagious   Exploitation is contagious   Exploitation is contagious   Exploitation