They came , they saw, they copied We gave them every chance We thought that we were rulers But they had us by the ass Exxon soiled Alaska, gas prices Soon rose up They say the U.S. cheted So they took away the cup
(Chorus) The poor keep getting poor The rich are staying rich This thing call the economy Is a real son of a bitch
The whole thing comes down to greed Its easy enough to see The country that has the wealth Is the nation that will bleed We conquer a dream in 69 Won the war in 45 Economically we struggle to survive
They make up all our stereos Buy up all our land But when it gets face to face They need our helping hands The loans they rape from our banks Will never be repaid Our cities suffer in poverty awaiting final fate
They make up all our stereos Buy up our land But everyone must live in peace No need to die in violenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
