

Hello little friends! Let's sing a happy song about growing up!
Johnny works a cubicle from nine to five
Staring at a spreadsheet just to stay alive He takes a little
pill
to keep the dread away So he can smile and do it
all again the next day!
Oh, we spin and we spin on the carousel of debt!
Chasing after dollars that we haven't even met!
Clap your hands, stamp your feet,
pretend that you are free!
We are renting out our lives for a corporate salary!
Sally bought a house that she could not afford Now she's working
three jobs and she's awfully bored Her credit score is falling like
a sliding star
She has to sleep inside her fancy rented car!
Oh, we spin and we spin on the carousel of debt!
Chasing after dollars that we haven't even met!
Clap your hands, stamp your feet,
pretend that you are free!
We are renting out our lives for a corporate salary!
So lay your head down and close your eyes tight
We'll do it all again
tomorrow night
Goodnight, little taxpayers! (hahaha)