to the one percent

Blessings aren't what they seem
Just like every time before
You could party with a losing team
But I bet you're wanting more and more and more

Does it bring you joy to min-max?
Learn the excel syntax?
I think you lost yourself in all those spreadsheets

From each as we are able
No guillotines at the table
Though we may eat you every week
The 99 just want to speak

The more you have, the less it's worth
Win or lose, it's all the same
You get richer and you just feel worse
This isn't how to play the game

Aren't you sick of trying to control
An endless string of dice rolls?
Don't let the coin decide the way that you feel

From each as we are able
No guillotines at the table
Though we may eat you every week
The 99 just want to speak
Cause if we sow the seed
We can harvest all we need
But we could feed everyone today
From your all-i-can-eat buffet

And I know you've got a good heart
It's not too late to restart
And find the passion that you can't remember

From each as we are able
No guillotines at the table
Though we may eat you every week
The 99 just want to speak
Cause if we sow the seed
We can harvest all we need
But we could feed everyone today
From your all-i-can-eat buffet