Trickle Down Bruce Cockburn

[Verse 1]
Picture on magazine boardroom pop star
Pinstripe prophet of peckerhead greed
You say "Trust me with the money—the keys to the universe"
Trickle down will give us everything we need

[Verse 2]
Brand new century private penitentiary
Bank vault utopia padded for the few
Tumours for the masses coughing for the masses
Earphones for the masses and they all serve you

[Chorus]
Trickle down give 'em the business
Trickle down supposed to give us the goods
Cups held out to catch a bit of the bounty
Trickle down everywhere trickle down blood

[Verse 3]
What used to pass for education now looks more like ignoration
Take the people's money and slip it to the corporation
Yellow rain golden shower pesticide firepower
Summon feudal demons of sweatshop subjugation

[Verse 4]
Workfare foul air homeless beggars everywhere
Picturephone aristocrats lounge around the pool
Captains of industry smiling beneficently
Leaking hole supertanker ship of fools