Look at the weather, look at the news
Look at all the people in denial
We're burning time, bleeding grace
Still we worship at the marketplace
While common sense is goin' out of style
I thought I'd be above it all by now
In some country garden in the shade
But it's business as usual
Day after day
Business as usual
Just grinding away
You try to be righteous
You try to do good
But business as usual
Turns your heart into wood
Monuments to arrogance reach for the sky
Our better natures buried in the rubble
We've got the prettiest White House that money can buy
Sitting up there in that beltway bubble
When 'el jefe' talks about our freedom
This what he really means:
Business as usual
How dirty we play
Business as usual
Don't you get in the way
Yeah, makes you feel helpless
Makes you feel like a clown
Business as usual
Breakin' me down
Boy, you can't go surfing in Century City
Yeah, them sharks out there are lurking beneath the curl
Yeah, they rob you blind, and chew you up, and it ain't pretty
And it's a soul suckin', soul suckin', soul suckin', soul suckin'
Soul suckin', soul suckin' world
Business as usual
Day after day
Business as usual
Feel like walking away
A barrel of monkeys
Or band of renown
But business as usual
Is breakin' me down
Breakin' me down
Writer(s): Donald Hugh Henley, Steuart Smith
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