Businessman is waiting for the money train to come He cannot see the poverty and the impotence of some The government allows it to go on for another day Never hears any complaints Yes, money makes the world go round, a sad and true cliché And if you haven't got any, well, I guess you'll have to stay Behind the rest with a gap so wide you'll never pass over Despondent with a sense of closure The system's rotten, has forgotten everything it said Now it's time, watch 'm die Can't you see we're all like them Civilized we call ourselves so why do we act blind This new world is aging, dementia in its mind Society has built protected circles for the strong The poor are always wrong Some elected, others neglected We'll make history! Can't we stand hand in hand Bleeding red just like them