Lyrics Bruce Cockburn

Bruce Cockburn

Trickle Down

Picture on magazine boardroom pop star

Pinstripe prophet of peckerhead greed

You say Trust me with the money -- the keys to the universe

Trickle down will give us everything we need

Brand new century private penitentiary

Bank vault utopia padded for the few

And its tumors for the masses coughing for the masses

Earphones for the masses and they all serve you

Trickle down give em the business

Trickle down supposed to give us the goods

Cups held put to catch a bit of the bounty

Trickle down everywhere trickle down blood

What used to pass for education now looks more like ignoration

Take the peoples money and slip it to the corporation

Yellow rain golden shower pesticide firepower

Summon feudal demons of sweatshop subjugation

Workfare foul air homeless beggars everywhere

Picturephone aristocrats lounge around the pool

Captains of industry smiling beneficently

Leaky hull supertanker ship of fools

Trickle down etc

Takeover takedown big buck shakedown

Schoolyard pusher of the anything-for-profit

First got to privatize then you get to piratize

Hooked on avarice how do we get off it?

Trickle down etc