There's nothing wrong with Capitalism There's nothing
wrong with free enterprise Don't try to make me feel
guilty I'm so tired of hearing you cry There's
nothing wrong with making some profit If you ask me I'll
say it's just fine There's nothing wrong with wanting
to live nice I'm so tired of hearing you whine About the
revolution Bringin' down the rich When was the last time
you dug a ditch, baby! If it ain't one thing Then
it's the other Any cause that crosses your path Your
heart bleeds for anyone's brother I've got to tell
you you're a pain in the ass You criticize with plenty of
vigor You rationalize everything that you do With catchy
phrases and heavy quotations And everybody is crazy but you
You're just a middle class, socialist brat From a suburban
family and you never really had to work And you tell me that
we've got to get back To the struggling masses (whoever
they are) You talk, talk, talk about suffering and pain Your
mouth is bigger than your entire brain What the hell do you
know about suffering and pain . . . (Repeat first verse)
(Repeat chorus) There's nothing wrong with Capitalism
There's nothing wrong with Capitalism There's nothing
wrong with Capitalism There's nothing wrong with
Capitalism