No “W”

If this is really living Then why am I so unforgiving Half the world is down the toilet Half on its way If I had a dollar for every time he hollers Trust us with your hearts and minds Or I'll make you pay Trust me Trust me Ask me why you're feeling screwed And I'll give you the answer There's a Colon, Dick and Bush Justa hammerin' away Ask me why you feel deceived Stripped of all your liberties It doesn't take a genius to explain That today Trust me Trust me