Оригинален текст
Idealism is fking dead.
Laughed off the stage at countless conventions.
Laissez faire is en vogue again.
It's silver tongue has been heaven sent.
One man, one vote, throw it away.
One land, one hope, throw it away.
When every candidate looks the same, born of noble blood.
So don't fking talk to me about our tradition of democracy.
Who the fk am I supposed to believe in?