Goldrush

Hey Mothers and sons Fathers and daughters You're praisin' the dollar just like it's a goddess Now, process the thought you could say yo' it's not us We're cautious so as not to get caught up on products Bullshit so full of McDonald's you need colonics No, honest, they've got us just how they've got us so that we want it And will it stop? No! Not since your self-strength went through the window It's all money in the world on the ride with the You and I gettin' robbed by the highest bidder And everything you know and love is getting sold up (sold up) Sold out in the frenzy for the goldrush It's all money in the world on the ride with the You and I gettin' robbed by the highest bidder And everything you know and love is getting sold up (sold up) Sold out in the frenzy for the goldrush Look at the pop kings and queens Stop think and see that the tug of marketing beneath those hot pink caprese Got you talkin' and bein' like all the Hollywood phony shit Better watch what you're preachin' now days, not even only just that I need a pony, it's that I need a Nokia-teen-barbie phone with a monthly credit loan Because it's family stuff And we love to be nice parents But you ought to know your daughter's growin' up to be like Paris (aha) And they don't care it's in your homes or your own minds They got you when you're born, so it's in your bones Like a kiddie-farm goldmine Generation so blind We don't need to think, that's the whole nine (the whole nine) And you can hide, but they got million-dollar spin-doctors Workin' through the night to get a million out of your thin pockets Got a bottom line, big profits, Big Willy wanna brainwash the world Gonna make a killing off it It's all money in the world on the ride with the You and I gettin' robbed by the highest bidder And everything you know and love is getting sold up (sold up) Sold out in the frenzy for the goldrush It's all money in the world on the ride with the- (come on) You and I gettin' robbed by the highest bidder And everything you know and love is getting sold up (sold up) Sold out in the frenzy for the goldrush And money too for the show I remember being 13, diggin' in my moms purse Fiendin' to get the name brand shirts Jeans, and anything else I thought was cool Wanted to show off my shoes once I got to school To make the other kids jealous Tryna front like I bought 'em at Footlocker when I got 'em at Zeller's But what the hell was I supposed to say, man These girls'll ignore you unless your clothes are name brand, shit But by the time I turned 17 Realized that almost everything that I thought was important had never been And a lot of what I thought was true, just wasn't so By then I rarely got to school Started seeing it's a consumer's world Perpetuating greed that consumes the world And everybody's over obsessed with their possessions getting loaded with debt Got us climbing out a hole 'til we're old and decrepit It's all money in the world on the ride with the You and I gettin' robbed by the highest bidder And everything you know and love is getting sold up (sold up) Sold out in the frenzy for the goldrush It's all money in the world on the ride with the You and I gettin' robbed by the highest bidder And everything you know and love is getting sold up (sold up) Sold out in the frenzy for the goldrush