Capitalist - The Voids

Your upright position and your elegant pose

Showing signs of money and who knows

Living your whole life just to make a dollar more

Fancy houses, big cars lined up in rows

A member of society that all the elite know

A man of such high respect because his wallet’s full

Blood of a worker

Oil of machinery

Plight of the commoners

Money in your pocket

Capitalism, slavery, genocide

Red blood stains the fucking flag!

Work all day, giving orders, taking breaks

Upset getting up from your chair today

Laughing at the poor

Nothing more to you than jokes

Even though their the ones

That help your wealth grow

Pay them small wages

They’ll stay, they have no choice

Talk about family

But never hear a voice

Blood of a worker

Oil of machinery

Plight of the commoners

Money in your pocket

Capitalism, slavery, genocide

Red blood stains the fucking flag!

Some may look up to you

And envy what you have

But my hard working hands

Are more dignified than that

Working 9 to 5 in a job that’s not so great

Working 5 to 5 for their family’s dinner plate

Staying years with you without a little praise

Staying years with you without a little raise

Blood of a worker

Oil of machinery

Plight of the commoners

Money in your pocket

Capitalism, slavery, genocide

Red blood stains the fucking flag!