Prefabricated

G D Em D G You came of age on stolen land D In a home built by your father's hand Em D* C When a man with will and stone and steel can make it G But all those days of bein' proud D Of what you've done are long gone now Em D* C Humility's a trait that's been outdated G Oh they tore this old world down D And sold it back to you half priced G Prefabricated G You learn young not to ask for much D Steady work and a gentle touch Em D* C But what little that you had has all been taken G Til there ain't no money ain't no pride D Just a burnin' hatred deep inside Em D* G They saw your anger and showed you where to blame it G D They ain't given you one damn thing since they realized G That your vote's prefabricated G Oh they took the jobs an' they brought in smack D Those old days ain't comin' back Em D* C We can't see ahead through bloodshot eyes G When you can't make nothin' for yourself D C You break what you can to bring it down to size G Well all those men in nice suits wait D With old St. Peter and the Fates Em D* C The church and her bridegroom shall be mated G Cause those preachers do their very best D To keep out who they deem the rest Em D* C On earth as it's in heaven keep it gated G D There ain't no need to do justice or love kindness G When it's all prefabricated