Brutal Truth - Money Stinks lyrics

[originally by D.R.I.] I stayed at home today And I'm not going back to work Money Stinks... Money Stinks This city stinks Smell the power, smell the health Smell the poverty of Americas wealth Money smells of evil, greed Capitolist wants and pumped up needs Money stinks Money stinks This city stinks Smell the logic... Smell the jet planes The dangerous goals and crooked aims Smell the progress... Smell the dirty money Smells like sh**, this isn't funny Money stinks Money stinks This city stinks Nobody cares about the air we breath Nobody cares about the air we need Smell the profit, smell the success Smell the dying dream of the mighty west Smell the factories, smell all the cars The adult book stores and the topless bars Smell the pretty people, smell their false pity Smell the broken promise of the living city Smell the real reason, smell, smell the one way plan The real estate, the desperate, state of modern man Smell the excess, smell the d**h Smell the wet dream of this human mess