Moneye
Mon(Eye)
They bless us with burdens
Feed the rich and thriving
Giving the poor scraps
In a land burning green
The trees dance in winds
Collapsed by the wealthy
Their leaves fall to the ground
We sing songs of sorrow
Those in power rejoice
Our failure- their success
We're in reality dreaming
They're dreaming in reality
The tough roads are cracked
The easy roads are whole
The hearts of many bleed
The heartless suck it all up
They feed their faces dollars
While we feed ourselves coins
Pure gold versus pure silver
We're in a doomed race
It's not an easy role to assume
We're background characters
Providing drama and humor
The world is slowly crashing
Oblivion is the answer to all
Anarchy shows a face of snakes
While we run around as headless chickens
Wishing we could find salvation
They call us all pessimists
While we starve ourselves for bread
The money towers are faltering
As the oppressed raise fists
Join a song with the pied piper
Follow the songs of the wronged
The unthinking majority we belong
Those who feed us lies should flee
The eyes we breed for money
The lies we sow for our greed
The capitalistic gain we never see
Trapped in a heartless gray sea
The time for anarchy is here
Our dance will ignite the core
Years of oppression burst
We revel in the flames of tyranny
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