Uploaded on Apr 9, 2009
Money Made Man Mad.
Let me take you back four thousand years,
to the city of Babylon.
The king had found a way to make his slaves,
work all day and all night long.
He made bits of metal with his picture on them,
and said, "Buddy if you work for these,
You can buy back some of the world God made,
and you can have some fruit from off His trees."
God made man, man made money. Money made man mad. (2x)
The poor get poorer 'cause the rich get richer,
by hoarding all their ill gotten gains.
And they get a helping hand from the laws of the land.
It's greed that makes us all insane.
People are so strange about the medium of exchange,
they won't help you till you pay them back.
They all just want to take a bit more of the cake.
That's why this country's going to the pack.
But soon's the hour when those in power
will be thrown down from off their chairs.
And all the banks and guns and tanks
will be melted down to make plow shares.
FIRST VERSE: (E D A E) x4
CHORUS: (E D A E) x2
OTHER VERSES: (E D A E) x2
Written by: Ross
Performed by: Ross
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