Malignant Boomer

Prices higher, portions smaller

Until zero is the worth of a dollar

Broken system, broken country

Wages lower, expenses higher

Broken system, fuck this country

Silver shackles and golden bars

Pockets empty and forests charred

Corporations steal what is ours

While the working class slave and starve

Malignant boomers uphold the patriarchy

Frozen in time with a false democracy

You think they give a fuck about you? They don't

They'll piss on your grave as your casket's closed