• Well throughout the worlds there is a war going on
    And I speak not of that of violence
    However it may fund much o fall we hear of
    For there’s a building in New York and many a busy bee know sit as a home
    Standing in the Wall Street they cry and cheer as they watch numbers in screen
    Telling them how many invisible dollars flowed through their pockets killing children around the world
    They call it the market
    It to be the slave trade
    Where marketers could purchase labors back in the cotton days
    Now its invisible money going around the world
    And everyone’s thirsty for the taste
    There’s a profit from burning bodies over the seas
    Profits from child labor in the south pacific
    Profits from braking up families
    Profits from prisons keeping the works down
    Profits from keeping people sick
    You just invest a little bit and hope it takes you for
    Ignore how evil these companies really are
    Just invest and invest
    Well in Argentina the forecasters predicted a crash
    So investors pulled out there money and the economy collapsed
    They were trying to suck the money up before it was too late
    Invisible hands control the countries fate
    Yes people use to make profits from the slave trade
    They got huge plots of land from all the money that they make
    Now invest in these corporation and the games much the same
    Just make their cash and pass the blame
    You buy your food and close
    Well they make the prices right here
    Where bankers pace the floor trying to process the numbers
    Trying to make as much money at our expense