Why, why, why?
Old money

Old money don't go walking
That's how it got so old
Left to its devices
Old money would not know
Whether to shit or go blind
Or how to lift a lid
Old money planting orchards of little rotten kids
Looking down their noses and knowing me to be
A thousand fruitful seasons
Shy of old money

Silver spoons of dog shit
Eking out their teeth
Expecting you to do it all
And basically for free
"Well, my word, I would not pay that
For any type of help"
They say without the slightest clue
Of how it's done theirselves
A blight among the ash
Of this American dream
Why?
Old money

Why ain't they no relief?
Why can't you get ahead?
Why's a guy root, hog, or die
Till the day he's dead?
Why're you up worrying while your youngins are asleep?
Why?
Old money

Birthing corporations
Raising them up right
Raising them like people
Neath the ever-watchful eye
Of a government unwilling to raise the minimum wage
It'd only cause inflation
It would not fix a thing
You'd just see prices rising
your milk, your eggs, your cheese
It would not change a thing about the ways of old money

They ain't never punched a time clock
Demanding it of leads
Or wrestled with the burden
Of bringing in the sheaves
They sold you up the river
They sold you overseas
Why?