"You Will Own Nothing (And Be Happy?)"

Verse 1
They sold you a dream through a big TV,
Smiling suits said, “This is how it’s gonna be.”
They took your house, they took your land,
Left you holdin’ nothin’ but a government brand.

Chorus
You will own nothin’ and be happy, they say,
Singin’ that line like it’s Judgment Day.
But I read my Bible, and I ain’t no fool,
Can’t serve two masters, can’t live by their rule.

Verse 2
They traded your birthright for digital chains,
Put your name on a ledger in the banker’s domain.
Said it’s all for your safety, all for your good,
But they wrote the fine print in a language of wood.

Chorus
You will own nothin’ and be happy, they cry,
But I see through the mask, and I know it’s a lie.
The state owns your person, your labour, your breath,
That’s not life, my friend—that’s a slow kind of death.

Bridge
They talk about freedom while they tighten the rope,
Callin’ servitude progress, sellin’ nothin’ but hope.
But the Kingdom I’m waitin’ for can’t be bought or sold,
And the streets are paved in somethin’ finer than gold.

Final Chorus
You will own nothin’ and be happy, they preach,
But truth and redemption are still outta reach.
So I’ll keep my name in the Lamb’s Book of Life,
Not the registry bound for their Babylon strife.