Chorus I don’t want to live in a blowhard nation With the king in a tinselly crown When the whole thing wobbles and the wheels come off You know what’s gonna go down It’s the same sad story ‘bout the power and the glory and the big shots livin’ uptown It’s the old rat race so get ready for the chase ‘Cause the fat cats are gaining ground verse 1 I got up this morning and I grabbed me a paper To read up on the low lowdown The front-page feature was a weird lookin’ creature With a rug and a jowly frown Some of my sinister neighbours are rattling the sabers And the circus is coming to town It’s like a bad tattoo and there’s nothing you can do I could sure use a stiff drink now verse 2 Well they all line up for Christ almighty But there ain’t no spine in the words When they talk the resurrection they’re thinking the election It’s the saddest thing I ever heard And the whole debate has a sickening weight Like a steer when the hammer comes down When you see the cross well you better get lost They’re gonna burn something down Chorus I don’t want to live in a blowhard nation With the king in a tinselly crown When the whole thing wobbles and the wheels come off You know what’s gonna go down It’s the same sad story ‘bout the power and the glory and the big shots livin’ uptown It’s the old rat race so get ready for the chase ‘Cause the fat cats are gaining ground verse 3 See the breadlines growing and the headlines crowing It’s as bad as it’s ever been They’re all talk talk talking while the whole town’s walking Down the boulevard of broken dreams And easy money is as sweet as honey to a hick hanging off of a plough But make no mistake when they’re showing you the cake They’ll never let you eat it now Chorus I don’t want to live in a blowhard nation With the king in a tinselly crown When the whole thing wobbles and the wheels come off You know what’s gonna go down It’s the same sad story ‘bout the power and the glory and the big shots livin’ uptown It’s the old rat race so get ready for the chase ‘Cause the fat cats are gaining ground Outro Make no mistake When they’re showing you the cake They’ll never let you eat it now.