

Go!
Sign the line, trade your soul
They want absolute control
In the high-rise, gold and gray They will wash your life away
(we are not your currency) We won't be another name on your
sheet!
Burn the boardrooms, break the chains We are more than just your
gains Tear the towers to the floor We don't buy your lies
no more
(no more!)
Patent every drop of rain Capitalize on human pain
Numbers rise, human fall But we will rise against you all
Shut. It.
Down!
We are
free.