The Golden Age of America

[Verse 1] You turn on the screen, hear the orange bloke roar "We’re bringing the wealth back right to your door!" A brand new era, a "New Golden Age" But the script looks different when you turn the page. You drew up the tariffs like lines in the sand, To protect every factory, every job in the land. But walk through the aisles, take a look at the tags, It’s the folks who have to pay the price with their wallet bags. [Chorus] Oh, welcome to the Golden Age, my old friend! "Make America Great Again" until the bitter end. But the eggs in the carton cost a handful of gold, And you're feeling the chill when the rhetoric gets cold. Yeah, the market is booming on the evening news, But down on the street, it’s the working class blues. [Verse 2] You promised the pills would be easy to buy, While the safety net shrinks and the prices go high. Medicaid slashed while the premiums rise, Just look at the bills right in front of your eyes. And over the ocean, the drums start to beat, The Iran escalation brings the heat to the street. The pump is a ransom, the gas is a luxury now, "We're winning so much," but you're wondering how. [Chorus] Oh, welcome to the Golden Age, my old friend! "Make America Great Again" until the bitter end. But the eggs in the carton cost a handful of gold, And you're feeling the chill when the rhetoric gets cold. Yeah, the market is booming on the evening news, But down on the street, it’s the working class blues. [Bridge] A promise is easy when the cash flows, But reality bites when the inflation grows. Who pays the price when the trade wars start? The everyday worker with a heavy heart. We’re paying the tariffs, we’re paying the toll, While the "Golden Age" slowly drifts into a black hole. [Outro] [Spoken Word] Are we great again? Are we great again yet? Just another big slogan to cover the debt. The New Golden Age... [Stop] Do you still not regret?