March Of The Billionaires Lyrics - Berkeley To Bakersfield - Cracker

Get into line, stop talking back, meet the new boss 

We'll take what you got, we'll sell it all back to you 

Give up your rights, your most private thoughts 

don't make us label you some kind of luddites 

It's better for us, therefore it's better for you 

Isn't this the same old shit they tell you as they march us to the rice fields? (Yeah!) 

Isn't this the same old shit, a bright and better future for the rubber barons? 

Na na na na, na na na na, na na na 

Life's good for the billionaires 

Na na na na, na na na na, na na na 

Three cheers for the billionaires 

Na na na na, na na na na, na na na 

Damn it feels good to be a billionaire 

Na na na na, na na na na, na na na 

Don't you wish you were a billionaire? 

Get into line, your poverty brings us all progress 

Stop asking back, we're richer and smarter than you 

Or risk a body check from Mr Kruschev, under the Gogolplex 

Put your head on a pike, we'll stick it outside the city gates 

Isn't this the same old shit they tell you as they march in to the rice fields? 

Isn't this the same old shit, a bright and better future for the rubber baron? 

Na na na na, na na na na, na na na 

Life's good as a billionaire 

Na na na na, na na na na, na na na 

Three cheers for the billionaires 

Na na na na, na na na na, na na na 

Damn it feels good to be a billionaire 

Na na na na, na na na na, na na na 

Don't you wish you were a billionaire?