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To steal without lifting a finger

It’s quietly kept

The real terrorist

By way of the West

(One by one by one by one)

One hundred thousand starved

Their eyes glazed, stare westward

See something want it

Put a figure on it

Abandoned for triple the profit

Longer for less

Imperialist by way of the West (one by one by one by one)

One thousand jobs lost

Greed so profound

Crimes of gold

Deep want for everything

Exactly what does wealth bring

A class filled with resent

One wrench can break the machine

Stripped clean and torn down

Tired of kneeling

The tide is rising

Now fed these lies so long

The mind craves to believe them

(One by one by one by one)

One blatant myth king

Controls pawn

Deep want for everything

Exactly what does wealth bring

A class filled with resent

One wrench can break the machine

Output could slow down

Tired of kneeling

The tide is rising

Now remember who works the land

Gloves on hands

It seems they have been forgotten

From Jaurez and through the Panhandle

It takes one wrench

To leave you crippled