Loss of vitality, collapse of health
Lack of food and fresh water
Nobody feeds our poor
Nobody treats our sick
And the profit-making machines
Do not recognize humanity
The people who decide how much to give
Is giving them no reason to live
Sickness and selfish deeds of
The companies in charge of this world
Destroy all possible means
For the poor to get well
The crime they have done
Was to be born in the wrong family
Their lives are filled with misery
Because of this destiny
Children are starving to death
Leaving small with stinking breath
Nobody feeds our poor
Nobody treats our sick
And the profit-making machines
Do not recognize humanity
Sickness and selfish deeds of
The companies in charge of this world
Destroy all possible means
For the poor to get well
The crime they have done
Was to be born in the wrong family
Their lives are filled with misery
Because of this destiny
Artist: Pretty Things
Artist: Moist
Artist: Suede
Artist: The Superjesus