Pynner - The Problem Lyrics

Well I don't wanna go West, or East, or North
Or around in circles
I wanna go North-West 'cause it's the best
But no road goes that way
So I guess I'll stay here for now, it's good
But it sure ain't perfect
So I promise you this, I'll make a path
That goes that way someday, yeah

You know the brain needs the hands to eat
And the hands need the brain to be
But the brain has power over the hands
'Cause it's in charge of the master plan
But you're treating them with no care
And you're taking more than your share
So you can pass it down your family line
But it only gets worse all the time

I wanna know
Who was the first
To take the lead
For the greed
The hands cry
And they stop
They'll never be
At the top

They get their minimum wage
And it's up for the brain to decide
How much pay will be enough
To make them go to work and hide
But now you wanna take more
You ask for it 'cause you can
Take those jobs away
Away from the working man

I wanna know
Who'll be the last
To take a stand
And make it last
We've tried before
We'll try again
But greed will win
In the end

Well equality is freedom
Equality is the right way
Equality leads to peace and health
But we'll never live to see that day