a spontaneous response
Impotent in the face of death, impotent, perhaps, in the face of life
We substitute one for another, money can buy power, but not human rights,
Medicine but not health, decorations but no happiness
Impossible to love, is the root of all evil,
A paradox then, something that we greed for
Has become an idol of the rich, destroys the joys of the poor,
iI it lasts, it lasts because of us, shines in dour emanation
Suffocating souls, creating wars, oozing with supperation,
Paper burns, gold melts at 1063 celsius, copper melts at 1583
Zinc at 419, silver at 961, you see it's all a matter of degree,
In our pockets slides like a dark turning point of no return
Buys us illusion, figments of crazy diamond imagination,
Turns us into machines, with its numbness and sham
Instead of God, idolators praise Gold instead,
Paper burns, gold melts at 1063 celsius, copper melts at 1583
Zinc at 419, silver at 961, you see it's all a matter of degree,
In our pockets slides like a dark turning point of no return
Buys us illusion, figments of crazy diamond imagination,
Turns us into machines, with its numbness and sham
Instead of God, idolators praise Gold instead,
Finding value at her needy dizzying alters
Polticians shamelessly stuff their pockets full,
We need leaders not in love with money. but in love with justice
Not in love with publicity, but in love with humanity,
Impotent in the face of death, impotent in the face of life
Money can't buy our love, leaves us with nothitng at all.
Money can't buy our love, leaves us with nothitng at all.
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