Don't you know these days it's the cold hard truth
All our money goes to guys in suits
Who always take more than they need
Don't even try to hide their greed
The rich get rich and the poor stay poor
I can hear the devil knocking at my door
Somebody tell me who i'm working for
I can hear the devil knocking at my door
The kids are wearing hand me down jeans
The wife is in the kitchen cooking pork and beans
Every time we go shopping we cant afford the food
Next time kiss me before i get screwed
The rich get rich and the poor stay poor
I can hear the devil knocking at my door
Somebody tell me who i'm working for
I can hear the devil knocking at my door