But we've discovered. that owning things and consuming things

Does not satisfy. our longing for meaning

Every gun that is made

Every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense

A theft from those who hunger, and are not fed

Those who are cold, and are not clothed

You see the way her husband looked at you? Lust in his eyes

The way the traffic starts when someone's in a rush to arrive

You have to carve a living out to barely fucking survive

Cause every dollar on your paycheck is the government's dime

How the money never seems to be enough when you got it

Prices always go up and they don't do nothing to stop it

Packing drugs in a truck cause you're swapping suffering for profit

And cut your fucking head off if you take a buck from the bosses

It's why the rich will get richer

Why it's Trump in the office

Why we teach in the schools about the production of cotton

Why politicians are crooked, don't pay enough to be honest

I just turn my music up and let it bump when they're talking

Lottery tickets just to trick you into thinking there's hope

As if they'd really let you in to where they sleep with their gold

Why if you're selfless you'll hear me and if you're greedy you won't

Cause it's the greed that's gonna cost us human beings the globe

Tell em

Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate

We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in

Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want

More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness

Without these qualities, life will be violent

And all will be lost

Democracy breaks down when the average person feels their voice doesn't matter

That the system is rigged, in favor of the rich

There's no way. There's no way

These people should own planes, and then people don't have houses

Freedom's a myth when there's nothing free that exists

When there's someone needing assistance, that stumbled bleeding and limping

A couple feet in the entrance, insurance pleading the fifth

And now he has three hundred fifty thousand in reasons

That it would probably be cheaper than eating, sleeping and breathing

To sit in the seat of his whip with a hose attached to each of the tips of the hot exhaust

Roll the windows up and lock the garage

So Mr. 1% can pay someone for walking his dog

And that's what's wrong with the planet if we examine it close

It ain't Osama and Donald, Saddam and Andrew and woke

It's making billionaires famous and leaving families broke

And why we killed all the natives and claimed the land could be owned

It's having a rule in the Bible that Christianity won't follow

It's half a million dollars on a van for the Pope

It's written into genetics and every strand of the code

Cause it's greed, why earth will make it but humanity won't

We must begin the great task that is before us

By abandoning once and for all

The illusion

That we can never again isolate ourselves from the rest of humanity