Victims of the Times

Here is where rich is poor
You wouldn't ask for anything more
Victim of a system that cheats
You think you're too good to be living on the streets?
Can't find your way out of a divided community
Where's the unity?

You're done with living, moving on to survival
In your own world, everyone's a rival
Never knowing what to say
Never letting your consciousness get in the way
Not living for tomorrow
Only yesterday
Paying all your fines, rehearsing all the lines
Out of businesses signs
Never crosses their minds

How high do you have to be
To lie to yourself and to me?
You thought it was real but you didn't look
Was it those pills you never took?

Overpaying your dues
Ignoring all clues
You can't afford all those lies
You keep telling me you're great
For someone so happy you're sure filled with hate