Beauty of the Deathless Blackbird - Money (Their God) Lyrics

Some rules and regulations are offensive
Dispatched to disproportionately
Oppress the poor like me
Logic fails too often to count
Compassion is overlooked obscene amounts
Why should I act surprised
When authority figures can always lie
Look me in the eye and tell me
That the system is fair
And don't break a sweat when you elaborate why
Unbalanced misery
To the maximum degree
Blame the money
Their god
Their god
Their god
Unbalanced misery
To the maximum degree
Blame the money
Their god
Their god
Their god
Upon a millisecond's inspection of the state of the world
Tell me why there's not food for every little boy and girl
Tell me why there's not shelter still
For a category five disaster
No way there's not the money
But we're under the umbrella
Of a racist empire
The rain trickles down
And by the time it drips on our tongues
There's more billionaires hoarding the big bills
While it's pennies for the rest of us
They teach you to share in kindergarten
Not to build a wall around the garden
So no one can see the beauty but the chosen
Unbalanced misery
To the maximum degree
Blame the money
Their god
Their god
Their god
Unbalanced misery
To the maximum degree
Blame the money
Their god
Their god
Their god