Spending money you don't even own,
on a product you don't wanna buy.
Throw some copper at the man on the corner,
cleanse your soul, wipe a tear from your eye.
Money made in a factory,
another product from a man down town.
in a tower made of ivory,
crocodile tears will water the ground.
money burned, or bleached and recycled,
oil dropped, the ocean has drowned.
money stamped on the blue blood at birth,
the more they print, the less that's around.
we took a vote and built a factory,
now we regret the smoke that chokes out the sky.
I won't protest a consumer can't fix it,
but there's relief, even consumers must die.
Money.
Money.
Money made in a factory.
Money.
Money.
Money made in a factory.
blood for money, a new global market,
greenbacks, stained in red.
obfuscated, with your propaganda,
I hate to tell you but Uncle Sam is dead.
Cashed checks at the company store,
buy the products that you're paid to buy.
I won't call you a corporate whore,
a waste of breath with your billboards in the sky.
concrete under hundred dollar shoes,
well I guess you'd hate to get them dirty, oh no.
babies hungry, nothing left to lose,
but you sleep comfortably,
in your designer bed.
hypocrisy is so easy to live with,
watch TV and complain about the news,
then fuck your girlfriend, or boyfriend, or both,
you've got the money to pay for self abuse.
Money.
Doom Money.
Money made in a factory.
Money.
Doom Money.
Money made in a factory.
Don't be ashamed, of all that you've earned,
but we could fix the world if we'd share it.
Hand me a shovel, and we'll dig a well,
Aww, you broke a nail?
How can you bare it?
This world is hard, this world is cruel,
but we're not helping, by strip mining it all.
we've got enough weapons to break the planet,
let's built hospitals or maybe a school?
teach those, who need to be taught,
help those who can't stand alone,
what good is king when the peasants are dead,
must be lonely to sit on that throne.
it would cost you nothing but time,
or you could just watch imported pornography,
from a country where rich men are starving,
and their children are sold into slavery.
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