Confessions Of A Revolutionary Bourgeous

You're slaves to the dollar you say you hate
I don't want to be the best anymore
You all forgot how it feels to be wrong
Changing the world with coffee and wine
What about being poor as a stand?
What about being proud of being fucked?
I don't like what's pretty, I like what's real
What about finding beauty where it's not supposed to be?

Mirrors, cell phones, expensive art
Down the street they are crying for help
Empty bottles of beer and shopping carts
"They don't need my help, they need a job"
What about being poor as a stand?
What about being proud of being fucked?
I don't like what's pretty, I like what's real
What about finding beauty where it's not supposed to be?
Everyone is talking to themselves
About lost love, lost hope, lust and trust
Conventions and mega productions
Confession of a revolutionary
Conventions and mega productions
Confession of a revolutionary bourgeois, part 3
What about being poor as a stand?
What about being proud of being fucked?
I don't like what's pretty, I like what's real
What about finding beauty where it's not supposed to be?
Surprise me with stories and songs
I haven't heard a million times before