Lyrics:

Picture on magazine boardroom pop star Pinstripe prophet of peckerhead greed You say Trust me with the money -- the keys to the universe Trickle down will give us everything we need Brand new century private penitentiary Bank vault utopia padded for the few And its tumors for the masses coughing for the masses Earphones for the masses and they all serve you Trickle down give em the business Trickle down supposed to give us the goods Cups held put to catch a bit of the bounty Trickle down everywhere trickle down blood What used to pass for education now looks more like ignoration Take the peoples money and slip it to the corporation Yellow rain golden shower pesticide firepower Summon feudal demons of sweatshop subjugation Workfare foul air homeless beggars everywhere Picturephone aristocrats lounge around the pool Captains of industry smiling beneficently Leaky hull supertanker ship of fools Trickle down etc Takeover takedown big buck shakedown Schoolyard pusher of the anything-for-profit First got to privatize then you get to piratize Hooked on avarice how do we get off it? Trickle down etc