You know Franklin in all

Of his wisdom never freamed of

Drive-trhu activism

So hard to let things pass

Made so appealing so hard to see

The glass when you're pressed against the ceiling

It's always could never should

These are hard times we're living in

Oh so passive keeping you distracted

They're up to no good, up to no good

On a bed of bone in a solid gold home

With the disquieting thought we all die

Broke and alone we hold our tongues

We let that fire smolder

I never carry a king upon my shoulders

It's always could never should

These are hard times we're living in

Oh so passive keeping you distracted

They're up to no good

Silent dissenters at sleep away camps

While their rich fill their coffers like piggy banks

We are the scattered at odds

With our dreams taking all we know

Nothing's adding up it takes all we have

To keep from giving up