2nd Verse The gap between the rich and the poor keeps getting bigger/ Poverty has transformed into a simple figure/ Eventually, the oppressed can´t hold back their desperation/ Politicians got their arms twisted by big corporations/ You can bet that those bastards got skeletons in the closet/ Ready to do anything just to make a profit/ No remores, no matter what their actions might bring/ Shameless like a peacock that spreads it´s wings/ There you have it, capitalism at it´s pride/ This economy would collapse if we was satisfied/ with what we have, who we are, and how we look/ But I can read your marketing schemes like an open book/ Your commercials can´t convince me even if you slap me/ We don´t need all these material things to be happy/ If a salesman tells you different, he´s a lying rat/ So tell him; ”-There´s no way in hell that I´m buying that!”/ Hook x2 Money, money, money on everybody´s minds Some live in luxury, others stay on the grind People can´t see the greedy evil that´s behind ´Cause the daily paper chase is making ´em blind
You don't think rational when you're lovesick The heart convince the brain that the glove fit