I thought we the people had a brain, I thought we the people had a say. Could of sworn I read it somewhere, thought I'd seen it on a bumper sticker. I thought we the people had a right, I guess we the people were wrong. We the people always are Let's go elect another god. The laws they make, I don't give a damn anyway. Rules are made to break to bend to beat you to buy, the American Dream, or a bag of magic beans. You can find it on the TV, whatever you need. [Chorus] Send me your tired, your poor and broken Send me your life, so I can break you We the people can have a plan We the people can make a stand Could of swore I read it somewhere, might of seen it in the funny papers, your money's made to take, to cheat, to steal, to rob. I can sell you a dream, fat's busting at the seams, you can get it on the TV, whatever you need. [Chorus] Send me your tired, your poor and broken Send me your life, so I can break you Give me your trust, your faith and wishes Give me your life, so I can own you, control you. Own, buy, sell, out Own, buy, sell, out. Everyday there's something new to try. Everyday there's something new to buy. Everyday there's a new American Dream. Going broke in the land of opportunity. [Chorus] Send me your tired, your poor and broken Send me your life, so I can break you Give me your trust, your faith and wishes Give me your life, so I can own you. Control you.