Pressure Point

When the power of economy lays in the hands of few Justice will only reach the highest bidder At the bottom of society - workers and unemployed Our silence only makes their pockets fatter First they drive us to the pressure point And then they watch us collapse They stress us with their indifference We're just pawns in their game Workers and unemployed, how much more degradation For centuries we've been their possession No rights, but obligations in their uncontrolled production At the cost of both dignity and man First they drive us Capitalism means economical growth But only for the rich in this world Capitalism lacks the ability To righteously distribute the resources It creates an abundance of goods in the industrial countries Whilst large parts of humanity has no food for the day First they drive us