There's a world that's up for auction
Make your peace prepare for war
There are governments and monuments
What are you hungry for?
We've got battleships and satellites
And land mines on the cheap
There are sacred sites and forest lands
The profit margin's pretty steep
I can see the clock is ticking
Time is winding down
Give it up, give it up
Big money
Take up your pitchforks and raise the alarm
Break it up, break it up
Big money
Strike up the band when big money buys the farm
Limited resources and limitless desire
The heads of evil forces are all
Preaching to the tone-deaf choir
Ill-gotten gains, picked over remains
While we ask them how high we can jump
Now we're bailing out the losing team
Whose pitching's in a mighty slump
I can hear the clock is ticking
Time is winding down
Give it up, give it up
Big money
Take up your pitchforks and raise the alarm
Break it up, break it up
Big money
Strike up the band when big money buys it
Give it up, give it up
Big money
Pack up your bags any port in a storm
Break it up, break it up, Honey
Strike up the band when big money buys the farm
Through it all
Did you know
That it all would come to an end?
And castle walls
Will fal into the sand
Give it up
Give it up, give it up
Big money
Take up your pitchforks and raise the alarm
Give it up, give it up
Big money
Pack up your bags any port in a storm
Strike up the band when big money buys the farm
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