No W(Redux|Explicit)

If this is really living

Why am I so unforgiving

Half the world is down the toilet

Half is on its way

Well if I had a dollar for

Every time he hollers:

\"trust us with your hearts and minds\"

Or I'll make you pay

Trust me

Ask me why you're feeling screwed

And I'll give you the answer

There's a colin, dick, and bush

Just a hammerin' away

Ask me why you feel deceived

And stripped of all your liberties

It doesn't take a genius

To explain that today

Trust me