No matter where I go
It's the same old story
Everyone's singing the same old song
Between the millions made
And the millions suffering
I know that something has gone wrong

Them a clear cut the land
Then the factories come into stay
Them a bomb the place
If something don't go their way
From the assembly line
I hear the children cry

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Everyone's working for the house
Is it my jaded - imagination
Everyone's working for the house
Or am I asking too many questions

sub chorus
To whom does the house belong - 3x

It's always up and down
Like a roller coaster
All they can do is hold on tight
They're thinking for themselves
The rules of competition make it hard
To do what's right

Will they ever see that the fate of the world is one?
And stop their dirty tricks
Let the people overcome
The futures looking strange
Without some real change

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Sub-chorus

Will they ever see that the fate of the world is one?
And stop their dirty tricks
Let the people overcome
The futures looking strange
Without some real change

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Sub chorus

All across the land
They implement their plan
From sea to sea
They manifest their destiny
Will the world survive this foolish pride?