You're happy all the time
I just don't understand why I can't be happy too
Your smiles are salt in the wound
A slap upon a back that's been toiling in the sun

When will I get mine?
Or must I be a God-fearing, white American?
Oh everything is fine
As long as you're a God-fearing, white American

Why should the thieves have all of the fun?
Selling us water by the river, they don't speak for everyone
I'm ready to run and you're making me crawl
Selling me water by the river, they don't speak for me at all

The man about the town
The beauty queen, the paragon of civilization
But shadows cling to us all
Even those convinced that they're sheltered and immune

Oh when will I get mine?
Or must I be a God-fearing, white American?
Yeah

Why should the thieves have all of the fun?
Selling us water by the river, they don't speak for everyone
I'm ready to run and you're making me crawl
Selling me water by the river, they don't speak for me at all
They don't speak for me at all

Why should the thieves have all of the fun?
Selling us water by the river, they don't speak for everyone
I'm ready to run and you're making me crawl
Selling me water by the river, they don't speak for me at all

I'm ready to run and you're making me crawl
Selling me water by the river, they don't speak for me at all
They don't speak for me at all
They don't speak for me at all

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Benjamin Lee Kenney, Brandon Charles Boyd, Christopher E Kilmore, Jose Anthony Ii Pasillas, Michael Aaron Einziger