Lyrics

[Verse] It seems to me today that you can fly As high as the amount of freedom you can buy And the rich is gettin' richer, so the poor get stoned And never seem to get left alone And all the crazy people down in Hollywood Tryin' to make a million dollars and always up to no good Wouldn't care to sell their mother to get the cover of the Rollin' Stone! Yea! Yea! Yeah! [Verse] And there ain't no perfect picture and there ain't no perfect dream If you ain't got any money then you ain't got anything You ain't got an invitation to all the parties in the scene Then your day might never arrive [Pre-Chorus] If you go to church on Sunday, you're forgiven of your sins But you better check your conscience 'cause it might not let you in There's a price to pay for everything collected in the end But you'll never ride for free [Chorus] So whatever happened to the meaning of equality Has it blurred in the wind through the pages of our history? So eat all you can 'til you're fat and you're rippin' at the seams And it's all in the name of a Distorted American Dream [Bridge] So celebrate your money and you celebrate your pills Throw your ethics out the window to keep your house up on the hill You gotta get while getting's good and keep your name within the scene To keep all of your dreams alive [Chorus] So whatever happened to the meaning of equality Has it blurred in the wind through the pages of our history? So eat all you can 'til you're fat and you're rippin' at the seams And it's all in the name of a Distorted American Dream (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah) (Yeah) [Verse] It seems to me today that you can fly (Yeah, yeah, yeah) As high as the amount of freedom you can buy (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And the rich is gettin' richer, so the poor get stoned (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And never seem to get left alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And all the crazy people down in Hollywood (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Tryin' to make a million dollars and always up to no good (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Wouldn't care to sell their mother to get the cover of the Rollin' Stone! [Chorus] Whatever happened to the meaning of equality Has it blurred in the wind through the pages of our history? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) So eat all you can 'til you're fat and your rippin' at the seams And it's all in the name of a Distorted American Dream (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Outro] It's more than it seems (Yeah, yeah, yeah) The American dream (Yeah, yeah, yeah) It's more than it seems (Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)