

Forklifts cough at dawn
Price tags bare their teeth
Somebody signs a paper
We pay underneath
Donald waves the bill like a flag on fire Says the dock
will charge the foreign supplier But the importer pays,
then the shelves climb higher That receipt is a fuse in a
busted wire Mitch counts votes with a marble smile Elon buys the
square, then sells the trial Everybody laughs till the groceries rise Tariff
trick in a ten-dollar tie (hey)
They call it winning while the register screams They sell us slogans
and bill us the fees Hands in the drawer,
grin for the feed Count every lie by the mouths they feed
You tax the gate,
we pay the flame You point offshore,
we eat the blame
Liar in the high chair,
grin in the glass Raise up your fist,
make the whole thing crack We are the bill,
we are the blast No more smoke from the ruling class (hey,
hey)
They swear the pain is patriotic math While donors dine on a
velvet path Marjorie points at sparks and calls it proof Ted ducks
the rain under somebody's roof A factory waits with its lights cut
low Parts cost more,
so the paychecks slow They broke the scale,
then blamed the weight Now every checkout line debates the state (come
on)
Who pays? We pay!
Who lies? They lie!
Who eats? We eat!
Who buys? We buy!
Tear the curtain from the golden room Name every hand that wrote
our doom (we pay,
we pay)
You tax the gate,
we pay the flame You point offshore,
we eat the blame Liar in the high chair,
grin in the glass Raise up your fist,
make the whole thing crack We are the bill,
we are the blast No more smoke from the ruling class Pay
it back, say it plain We know the trick,
we know the game (hey,
hey)
Forklifts cough at dawn Price tags bare their teeth We learned
who pays Now hear the street