Too many to love
Too many are hurt
Faceless people of this world
Trying to live in little but dirt
Oh yes there is hunger and poverty here
But still far too many find money for beer
Enough to make them so harsh and so cruel
Too many crimes have been made on that fuel
Too many promises made without care
Too many heartaches to ever repair
Politics is such a dirty old game
Few of it's practisioners lacking in blame
Too many excuses
Too many to forget
So let's make a stand
Free the world from it's debt
Honest deals would never have caused all this pain
Commerce played with loaded dice to ensure their gain
Squeeze the price, screw the workers, everyone fleeced
Too many betrayals of those that still have the least
Too many crimes well hidden from view
Too many who just don't care what they do
As long as their own lives are gilded and grand
No care for the suffering caused by their plans
