The world is changing Not for the better It is unraveling Just like a sweater I saw a picture in a magazine CIA, father, son, the monarchy They say there’s threat to the democracy They’re fuc**** liars They’re fuc**** liars CHORUS Even my heroes drive SUV’s Even my heroes drive SUV’s What can I do to make my own ends meet I’m selling out Now every time I turn my TV on I hear them playing all my favorite songs Corporate seduction of my memories Now it’s a jingle And now the war becomes our new sitcom Campaign of terror Eating from their palms The price of oil’s going through the roof But we’re still buying Yeah, we’re still driving CHORUS Even my heroes drive SUV’s Even my heroes drive SUV’s What can I do to make my own ends meet I’m selling out Even my heroes drive SUV’s Even my heroes drive SUV’s What can I do to make my own ends meet I’m selling out