Sometimes people just wear you down
Dead already in this dying town
The only growth industry is the dole
Keeps you physically alive, but slowly kills your soul
Despair and doubt rising at an alarming rate
People accept poverty like it's somehow their fate
Blaming scapegoats​, not seeing the real enemy at all
But you have to blame somebody when you fall
Not knowing the real enemy even exists
A life of TV, drugs, ignorance and getting ******
All the poor getting ***** by the capitalist system
They've seen the clues but somehow they've missed them
People aren't born to be poor, they've been put there by someone
Whose smiling face on TV is better than a gun
Adverts are more efficient than a concentration camp
At keeping us branded, keeping us stamped
The haves and the have-nots, the rich and the poor
All compartmentalized by what they can afford
Politicians know now where ****** and Stalin went wrong
There's no need for war if we're singing the same song
Bringing Coke and McDonald's to Afghanistan and Iraq
Just one taste of consumerism and there's no going back
Until the whole world's just consumers​, brain dead slaves
There will be no point in fighting, there will be nothing to save