The Power's Out
From the town of Detroit where my job is secure, yeah
Secure in the fact now that it's gone for good, yeah
So, I'll scrimp and I'll scrape at this pension I saved
So, it should be gone by the end of the day
Yeah, the power's out
Is there no luck in sight?
Yeah, the power's out
Hope it's just for the night
Yeah, the power's out
Another kick in the head
I'm so poor at this living I'd be richer off
Wrap me up in your silver then roll me in gold, yeah
Then ice up this whiskey 'til it's nice and cold yeah
Forgive me for dreaming it's all I have left
Except this pending foreclosure and mountains of debt
Yeah, the power's out
Well, there's fuck all to see
Yeah, the power's out
Like this economy
Yeah, the power's out
Guess it's par for the course
Unless you're a blood sucking leech CEO, CEO
So, I guess the good Lord has forgotten about me, yeah
And me like himself my old trade's carpentry
I could build him a cross with one hand behind back
And the other three nails 'case he gives me the sack
Yeah, the power's out
The poor dog has left home
Yeah, the power's out
Couldn't 'ford him a bone
Yeah, the power's out
It's the trickle effect
Today it's just me, but tomorrow you rest
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power
So, don't spend your taxes on men on the moon, yeah
We've been there before and we left pretty soon, yeah
The grass will be greener one day I expect
When the earth will catch fire then replenish itself
From the town of detroit where we fight 'til we drop, yeah
We don't want your pity we just want a job, yeah
There's no shame in us asking with some self-respect
But don't leave it much longer; we're human at best
Yeah, the power's out
Well, there's fuck all to see
Yeah, the power's out
Like this economy
Yeah, the power's out
Guess it's par for the course
Unless you're a blood sucking leech CEO
CEO
CEO
CEO
The CEO must go
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Power's out, the power's out
From the town of Detroit where we fight 'til we drop
From the town of Detroit where my job is secure
'Cause the power's out
Secure in the fact now that it's gone for good, yeah
So, I'll scrimp and I'll scrape at this pension I saved
So, it should be gone by the end of the day
Yeah, the power's out
Is there no luck in sight?
Yeah, the power's out
Hope it's just for the night
Yeah, the power's out
Another kick in the head
I'm so poor at this living I'd be richer off
Wrap me up in your silver then roll me in gold, yeah
Then ice up this whiskey 'til it's nice and cold yeah
Forgive me for dreaming it's all I have left
Except this pending foreclosure and mountains of debt
Yeah, the power's out
Well, there's fuck all to see
Yeah, the power's out
Like this economy
Yeah, the power's out
Guess it's par for the course
Unless you're a blood sucking leech CEO, CEO
So, I guess the good Lord has forgotten about me, yeah
And me like himself my old trade's carpentry
I could build him a cross with one hand behind back
And the other three nails 'case he gives me the sack
Yeah, the power's out
The poor dog has left home
Yeah, the power's out
Couldn't 'ford him a bone
Yeah, the power's out
It's the trickle effect
Today it's just me, but tomorrow you rest
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power
So, don't spend your taxes on men on the moon, yeah
We've been there before and we left pretty soon, yeah
The grass will be greener one day I expect
When the earth will catch fire then replenish itself
From the town of detroit where we fight 'til we drop, yeah
We don't want your pity we just want a job, yeah
There's no shame in us asking with some self-respect
But don't leave it much longer; we're human at best
Yeah, the power's out
Well, there's fuck all to see
Yeah, the power's out
Like this economy
Yeah, the power's out
Guess it's par for the course
Unless you're a blood sucking leech CEO
CEO
CEO
CEO
The CEO must go
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Yeah, the power's out
Power's out, the power's out
From the town of Detroit where we fight 'til we drop
From the town of Detroit where my job is secure
'Cause the power's out
Credits
Writer(s): Nathen Maxwell, Bridget Regan, George Schwindt, Robert Schmidt, Matthew Hensley, Dennis Casey, David King
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