GLOBAL MELTDOWN

So the worlds in economic crisis
The politicians don't care they're doing ok
The bankers are out there in some far off land
I believe one's got a pension of 700 grand

Those at the top the cream of the crop
Get to wallow in luxury and no poverty
While us down below are wading in shit
Trying to eke out some nornal existance

War rages on across foriegn lands
Killing one another by their own hands
Arms spending increasing to obscene billions
While unemployment rises to untold millions

What's the solution I've no fucking idea
But the rebel kindred spirits gathered here
Can all stand together with one true voice
And maybe one day we'll make our own choice