Capitalism
Just like the days of whaling
Your capitalist regime is failing
What is your idea of order
War,rape,plague and disorder
You will try any old trick to keep from
Floundering
But only the mast can be seen
People have awoken
Had enough of your poking
Will you set Europe on fire
Maybe the rest of the world
Just to hold on to your idea of equality
There is no equality in your eyes
The masters of money
It's ok nobody really believes your ideology anymore
People are tired of just surviving
We all want to be thriving
Not just the few
Yes the tide is rising
You better look for a new trick
And make it quick
Because the time has come
For your head on a stick.
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