These Colors Don't Run

These streets aren't paved with gold
Don't believe everything that you're told
Deception hides in all you see
Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe

And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free
Fourth drive in paradise
Vapid souls check the market price
Life time slave living in a sub urban grave
If there was a god (was a god)
You would be the death of him

These colors don't run
Like color from the face
Eyes roll back chemical despair
It's true what they say
Life isn't fair

So repeat this line
Everything everything is fine
So repeat this line
Everything everything is fine

These colors don't run
Like color from the face
Eyes roll back chemical despair
It's true what they say
Life isn't fair

And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free

I'm struggling to find any poetry in this
Someone beat me to the line ignorance is bliss
So I guess I'll just say it how it is 
You had it all
YOU [bad word] PIGS

These streets aren't paved with gold
Don't believe everything that you're told
Deception hides in all you see
Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe