They take our money
And feed it to themselves
They stand tall and look proud
More than we'll ever know
The cases we see
They say they feed society
Moving forwards
Backwards then backwards?
Yet there's people on the streets
Who are struggling to eat
As they keep their receipts
They parade around
Like a circus of clowns
In their political tea parties
Spreading doubt in each other
Doubt in humanity
And doubt in solidarity
Give me something i believe
I can't find my way through the smoke we breathe
Must we all be under this glass ceiling?
In this life it's about yourself
Look after you and no one else
A way of thinking i've never done before this
Stand up yourselves
Keep it real
More than they can ever feel
But they tie us up and drag us down
And tax us to our knees
More than we'll ever know
They keep us in their pockets
For those rainy days to come
When ever they need
More than we'll ever know
Ah we give it to them so
Work hard to feed their greed
Give me something i believe
I can't find my way through the smoke we breathe
Must we all be under this glass ceiling?
In this life it's about yourself
Look after you and no one else
A way of thinking i've never done before this
They take our money
And feed to themselves
More than we'll ever know
There's people on the streets
Who are struggling to eat
As they keep their receipts
More than we'll ever know
There's thieves in this world
Hiding up the sleeves of this world