Run Your Pockets Lyrics - Singles - No Cash

bread circulates through the paws of depraved 

as the almighty dollar disables its slaves 

when the products you bought just wont bio-degrate 

an army of plastic will down our gate 

when fuel cost an arm and supplies cost a leg 

soon quadriplegics will lay by the peg 

paying for air yes a dollar a breath 

but keep your receipt, a tax deductible death 

you're caught! deaf, blind and dumb 

consumption's like coke, yer addicted and numb 

you know that i'd rather grin with teeth of gold 

but we're just products on the food chain 

if you're not eaten you'll be sold!!! 

run yer fuckin pockets and pay me (im the motherfuckin) 

god of you sick zombies so lay me (with the motherfuckin) 

strength of 1,000 sweatshops and counting (run yer motherfuckin) 

pockets give me all you got start counting... 

6 billion sick children 

all programmed, no feelings 

poor wages, TRICKED FACES 

all races ride slave ships