[Intro] [Verse] Sunrise paintin' the window pane, another day, the same old strain Got calloused hands from the factory line, got worry lines from doin' time On a clock that owns you, eight to five, just fightin' hard to stay alive You're in a diesel truck, I'm on a city bus, but it's the same damn prairie dust We're chasin' a dollar just to pay the man, livin' on a prayer and a payment plan Heard you seein' red, they got me seein' blue, but your empty pantry looks like mine does, too. [Chorus] We're the ninety-nine, livin' on the line In the same damn boat, just on different sides They keep us scrappin' for the crumbs they're tossin' down from their gilded crown While the one percent is runnin' off with the whole damn town. [Verse] The flicker on the screen, that talkin' head, it plants a seed of fear and dread Tells you I'm the problem, I'm the lazy one, a different party, a different gun They point the finger, and we take the bait, fillin' up our hearts with hand-me-down hate Blamin' your neighbor for the way things are Instead of the guy in the high-rise smokin' the cigar. [Chorus] 'Cause we're the ninety-nine, livin' on the line In the same damn boat, just on different sides They keep us scrappin' for the crumbs they're tossin' down from their gilded crown While the one percent is runnin' off with the whole damn town. [Rap Verse] Yeah. Check the math, it ain't complex They print the cash, they write the checks, they hedge their bets, collect their assets Keep you panicked 'bout a flag on a porch While they light the whole damn system with a billionaire's torch Left wing, right wing, same bird of prey With a different slogan for the same damn game they play Divide and conquer, it's the oldest rule Puttin' us in shackles while they're sittin' by the pool They want a civil war inside the USA So we don't look UP and take their whole damn world away. [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] WE'RE THE NINETY-NINE, LIVIN' ON THE LINE! IN THE SAME DAMN BOAT, JUST ON DIFFERENT SIDES! THEY KEEP US SCRAPPIN' FOR THE CRUMBS THEY'RE TOSSIN' DOWN FROM THEIR GILDED CROWN! WHILE THE ONE PERCENT IS RUNNIN' OFF WITH THE WHOLE DAMN TOWN! [Outro] That sunrise... those calloused hands... Look at your neighbor, try to understand. What do you see? ...The ninety-nine... or the enemy?
