Let's shop till we drop, till we forget our names You are what you want, in the land of the free So stand up straight and eat your tail Living out life like a good mousketeer
Let's get drunk and watch something die It's safe to laugh again with the new brand ironic A chicken in every pot Two cars in every garage Comfortably numb as the empire falls
We are the new romans now Hear us yawn Forced to crawl the ladder as we watch the bottom burn In tune with the paradox But there's not much that we can do about it But brush away that carrot And all we got's resentment And it's pointed at you
To the glory of rome Till there's nothing left To the glory of rome When the wars come back home We'll eat it up, yum To the glory of rome Mom, there's nothing to eat To the glory of rome And the house is caving in To the glory of rome We'll do what we're told To the glory of rome We'll eat it up, yum Yum, yum, yum, yum
