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LET ME TELL YOU A TALE OF CORRUPTION AND GREED. BANKSTERS AND POLITICIANS MAKING ECONOMIES BLEED. CRASHES, WARS, RECESSIONS BROUGHT US TO OUR KNEES.
Economy, technology, does it really work?
The guy running the government's another jerk
Try to teach some values and they all erode away
You're
economy
There is no us in syllabus
Anymore
There is no we in ecology
They are burning our roots
Hit us right in the core
For what it’s worth
Passing it
Blind eyes of justice,
Deaf ears of power
Dumb moves on money
Left us in a desperate hour
Economy
Connin' me out of my sanity
Rebellious
is
Non-stop
Gentlemen of the jury, I'm curious, bear with me
Are you aware that we're making history?
This is the first murder trial of our
money
A balance of power will ensure our safety
(making money is making sense)
Life!
(making money is making sense)
It's a shame
(it's logical,
can't last.
I finally made it to three, and I foreclose a five minute, fantasy.
I'll surely fight making love on economy/on account of me (not sure).
ha, oh
They want us to join their fighting
But our answer today
Is to let all our worries
Like the breeze through our fingers slip away
Peace has
land
And when I asked how could this be
Any good for our economy?
I was told nobody cares
So long as they make money when they sell their shares
ha, oh
They want us to join their fighting
But our answer today
Is to let all our worries
Like the breeze through our fingers slip away
Peace has
watching shit in bed
And I know it sounds boring and we like things that are funny
But we need to get this in our fucking heads
The economy's a goner,
stepped out for spite
Because one of us was wrong don't mean the other one was right
I'm not making excuses for myself I was wrong as I could be
But you
is gonna be alright, oh yeah
Strong arm robbery
Ponzi scheme, our foreign policy
War in the name of democracy
A lottery, a plot to run up in your
show you my passion
We can make each other happy if we get it right
Hand in hand
Walking through life and making our plans
Hand in hand
Taking our
money
A balance of power will ensure our safety
(Making money is making sense)
Life!
(Making money is making sense)
It's a shame
(It's logical,
I'd tell you now, if Jesus ever comes
It'll not be better
Put our hearts in the right place
Humans of all colors
We stand up as one race, I promise
Hey girl, you know, our economy's in the toilet
But I'm still gonna treat you right
I said you can have whatever you like, you like
I said you can
old.
What are we making weapons for?
Why keep on feeding the war machine?
We take it right out of the mouths of our babies,
Take it away from
right you don't care about life
'Cause economy is your truth
You are the one selling terror and pain
In all the parts of the world
You are
compost for your garden
Yeah we're poor, but our flesh is nutrient rich, yes it is
Ain't that right Mr. Economy Man
Sure tastes good Mr. Money Bags
Let us
your commodity
Our payments pharmaceuticals
I don't think "exploiting"
Gets the point I'm making clear enough
Luckily we done with talking
DAMAG3 hang
the war machine
We take it right out of the mouths of our babies
Take it away from the hands of the poor
Tell me, what are we making weapons for
I had
Break my soul in two
Looking for you but you're right here
If I can't relate to you anymore
Then who am I related to?
And if this is the long
through the early morning traffic,
But someone else, is heavy, heavy, on my mind.
Open the door to our favorite little coffee shop,
(Oh, y'all) the girl
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