Captains of Industry - Joel Plaskett

Floodlights shine from motion detectors

They know that we’re out here, they know that we’re out here

The truth is a minefield and they’re the defectors

They know that we’re out here

Beyond the frame and outside the margins

Don’t know where we’re going but I know that we’re gone

We scour the city, the streets and the gardens

And everything’s wrong

The captains of industry are driving us home

Selling us lies, tapping our phone

Shaking us down and we don’t even know it

If you want real love, show it

Some people got luck, some people got money

Some people get stuck, a stick in the spokes

If you got nothing they look at you funny

Oh, this ain’t a joke

The captains of industry are driving us home

Selling us lies, tapping our phone

Shaking us down and we don’t even know it

If you want real love, show it