[Strophe]
          Em               C 
I've been selling my soul, working all day. 
G                   D 
Overtime hours, for bullshit pay. 
         Em                      C 
So I can sit out here, and waste my life away. 
G                            D 
Drag back home, and drown my troubles away.
[Pre-Refrain]
        Em                      C 
It's a damn shame, what the world's gotten to. 
     G                   D 
For people like me, and people like you. 
             Em                    C 
Wish I could just wake up, and it not be true. 
       G         D 
But it is, aw it is.
[Refrain]
              Em        C        G         D 
Livin' in the new world, with an old soul. 
           Em                         C 
These rich men north of Richmond, Lord knows they all 
         G                  D 
just wanna have total control 
                     Em                        C 
Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do. 
                         G                         D 
And they don't think you know, but I know that you do. 
                         Em                         C 
'Cause your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end 
                G                 D 
'Cause of rich men, north of Richmond.
[Instrumentale]
Em C G D

[Strophe]
              Em                       C 
I wish politicians would look out for miners. 
              G                          D 
And not just minors on an island somewhere. 
             Em                             C 
Lord, we got folks in the street, ain't got nothin' to eat. 
        G                   D 
And the obese, milkin' welfare. 
                    Em                         C 
But God, if you're five foot three and you're three hundred pounds. 
      G                           D 
Taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds. 
              Em                      C 
Young men are puttin' themselves six feet in the ground. 
                G                             D 
'Cause all this damn country does, is keep on kickin' them down.
[Pre-Refrain]
              Em                      C 
Lord, it's a damn shame, what the world's gotten to. 
     G                   D 
For people like me, and people like you. 
             Em                    C 
Wish I could just wake up, and it not be true. 
       G         D 
But it is, aw it is.
[Refrain]
              Em        C        G         D 
Livin' in the new world, with an old soul. 
           Em                         C 
These rich men north of Richmond, Lord knows they all 
         G                  D 
just wanna have total control 
                     Em                        C 
Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do. 
                         G                         D 
And they don't think you know, but I know that you do. 
                         Em                         C 
'Cause your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end 
                G                 D 
'Cause of rich men, north of Richmond.
[Outro]
Em C G D 
 
Em C G D 
 
          Em               C 
I've been selling my soul, working all day. 
G                   D                Em 
Overtime hours, for bullshit pay.