The rich get richer The poor get the picture The bombs never hit you when you're down so low Some got pollution Some revolution There must be some solution but I just don't know The bosses want decisions The workers need ambitions There won't be no collisions whey they move so slow Nothing ever happens Nothing ever matters No one ever tells me so what am I to know You wouldn't read about it Read about it Just another incredible scene There's no doubt about it The hammer and sickle The news is at a trickle The commisars are fickle but the stockpile grows Bombers keeping coming Engines softly humming The stars and stripes are running for their own big show Another little flare up Storm brewed in a tea cup Imagine any mix up and the lot would go Nothing ever happens Nothing ever matters No one ever tells me so what I am to know You wouldn't read about it Read about it One unjust, ridiculous steal Ain't no doubt about it You wouldn't read about it Read about it Just another particular deal There's no doubt about it
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