What do you do when you run out of scapegoats? What do you do when there’s no one left to blame? Turn on the people, the people that made you. Turn on the people, try fooling us again
The corruption that happens is not at the bottom The corruption we have is all at the top We are the people, the people that made you And now you’re screwing us for everything we’ve got
The stories, the stories, we’ve heard all the stories We’ve heard them so many times before You are the voice, the voice with the power Power you have, glory you have none
Turn on the people, the people that made you Turn on the people, try fooling us again Turn on the people, try fooling us again
What do you do when you run out of scapegoats? What do you do when there’s no one left to blame? Turn on the people, the people that made you Turn on the people, try fooling us again
You think you’re so high, so high and so mighty You can’t get off, off the top You’re all so bent, so bent and so twisted But we can see clearly, it don’t take much to see through the lies
The screws at the bottom, the screws at the top Just look at the pawn [?] All of them make, all of them take They’re not alone, this country’s at stake
Turn on the people, the people that made you Turn on the people, try fooling us again [2x’s]