A rise in profits,
pathetic truth
a bloody promise,
decadent youth
so sick of being part of you

chorus:
What if we cross
their plans now
what if we boycott their TV's
and game shows
what if we stop
consuming this all

Trust their information
trust their new sensations
trust their speeches
if you haven't learned
from our past

Others starve for water,
wash your car
others fear the night
while we start buying precious
things that we don't need

And if others raise their voice in pain
they'll be bombed to silence
bombed to anything that nobody deserves
'till they fall down -to death-

Cause none of us will help when they fall...