I've seen enough of it The sides are all cemented Their incentives look the same Are they vetted In the same ways? As the little guy puts blood and tears Into pushing deadweight on the capital steps Bleeding out for a caricature of a '50s salesman Hare checklist, tickin' every box Dead for what? Standing on the side, I never was the silent type All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white I heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right We're still a long way off We're still a long way off Some get along with it They drag around from town to town With a pretty lie that hoodwinked many of my loved ones I owe it to my folks for giving me an understanding of a world Shot my people down The hungry and divided play into the hands of the man who put them there So it goes Standing on the side, I never was the silent type All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white Heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right We're still a long way off We're still a long way off, oh, oh, oh-oh We're still a long way off, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh Standing on the side, I never was the silent type All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white Heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right We're still a long way off We're still a long way off, oh, oh, oh-oh