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The Global Sell Out
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Railing at the Moon We’re are all bought and sold
Daily, more cattle than men
Our livelihoods and standards erode
While our leaders count the Yen
Terrorised, globalised, tranquilised and then?
In war hunger and disease
Obedient, we serve the self servers
Who, smile, eager to please
The dumbed-down voters
Whilst selling us like futures
The industrialist spends the grant
Tax dollars to buy off usery
Then moves the entire plant
On wheels greased with bribery
To nations, in the nineteenth century
There children and adults live like slaves
Working the mines and infernal mills
Then land, unmourned, in early graves
While employers bathe in dollar bills
Untroubled by union or western ills
Take control, use all of your might
To stop the western world from rotting
I don’t mean your vote, it’s power is slight
Compared with the power of your spending
So finds the Global sell-out, ending
Buy nothing from your enemy
Buy nothing from his friend
The money they’d spend on an army
Speculators and brokers, they would send
A carpet bagger army, buying our end
