If this is really living Why am I so unforgiving Half the world is down the toilet Half on it's way Well if I had a dollar for Everytime he hollers Trust us with your hearts and minds Or I'll make you pay Trust me Ask me why your feeling screwed And I'll give you an answer There's a Colin, Dick and Bush Justa hammerin' away Ask me why you feel decived And stripped of all your liberties It doesn't take a genius To explain that today Trust me