0:00 The Federal man in his clean, pressed suit0:05 Says he's pulling the fever right out by the root.0:10 He whispers a number, a point up or down,0:15 And the price of the bread changes all over town.0:20 The gas pump it clicks like a worried man's heart,0:25 Folks watchin' their savings get torn all apart,0:30 They say it's to stop the whole engine from burnin',0:35 But it feels like a lesson nobody is learnin'.0:40 Oh, the headlines they holler, the screens they all glow,0:45 But it's the same weary river with a different flow.0:50 I heard this tale in the dust, heard it sung in the steel,0:55 It's just the turning of another great, groaning wheel.1:01 Down on the Potomac, the voices are loud,1:06 A bill for the future gets lost in the crowd.1:11 One side says it's freedom, the other says cost,1:16 And the trust of the people is what's truly lost.1:21 They draw their hard lines in the marble and stone,1:26 And leave every working man feeling alone,1:31 Debating the weather while the hurricane roars,1:36 And locking the windows and barring the doors.1:41 Oh, the headlines they holler, the screens they all glow,1:46 But it's the same weary river with a different flow.1:51 I heard this tale in the dust, heard it sung in the steel,1:57 It's just the turning of another great, groaning wheel.2:02 From the quill to the telegraph, the screen to the sky,2:07 We built thinking machines and we never asked why.2:12 Now they learn and they reason in shadows and code,2:17 And we wonder if we're lightening or adding to the load.2:22 They promise a future of ease and of grace,2:27 But I see the same worry on every new face.2:32 Oh, the headlines they holler, the screens they all glow,2:37 But it's the same weary river with a different flow.2:42 I heard this tale in the dust, heard it sung in the steel,2:47 It's just the turning of another great, groaning wheel.
