They want to throw away the key; they don't care what the age is. They're getting rich burning books and building cages. Scared to death because they know where the rage is. My diagnosis: "fucked" - and I think it's contagious. They spread this disease, and then the selfish motherfuckers do what they please. Their pockets are full, but their hearts are empty. And once again we're short-changed in the land of plenty More Short Changed Lyrics, create music playlist with this song