Invisible Hands - The Stanfields

Red sky at dawn and the fire is low

Shadows weep in the embers glow

The piper’s paid and a nation lost its voice

Celebrate, it’s time to die

The signal’s weak and the wells are dry

Invisible hands and captains of industry

Had their way with the silent majority

Hark the roar of wealth and might!

Hail the seeds of oversight!

Silent forces, plunder and control!

Lay me by the river side

Where gasoline and gold collide

And invisible hands command you pay the toll

To tie loose ends and justify your soul

Number One, Number One

Looking out for Number One

Number One, Number One

Looking out for Number One

The invisible hands won’t turn this rig around

(hallowed is the price you pay)

The invisible hands won’t turn the music down

(hallowed is the price you pay)

The invisible hands are the fastest guns in town

How low is the price you pay?