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