Innocent Money

歌詞

At night he sleeps on garbage heap streets On the mattress he keeps strapped to his back Of sleeping bag and rags In a five-star shop doorway or underpass home Canal wind cutting deep through his bones And a wrap of smack and the mattress on his back Are all that he owns And nobody visits and nobody cares Innocent money (Weighing our worth in it) Innocent money (Surrender our lives to it) Innocent money (There's never enough of it) Innocent money (Swimming in sewers for it) Innocent money Innocent money Innocent money Innocent money His cold dead stare and filthy grease matted hair Makes the civilians scared as they walk on by With their pious eyes glued to the floor And they've got no clue that he didn't choose His pavement blues And the world keeps turning just a little more And all he can hope for is some money to score Some money to score Innocent money (We place all our trust in it) Innocent money (We pray to our gods for it) Innocent money (Is the King of the World) Innocent money (It's the Devil himself) From Buckingham Palace to sink estate slums Imperial nostalgia, the eagle has flown Britannia's resigned to managed decline The fox guards the chickens, the chickens don't mind The system is rigged like a Vegas casino We're most of us born with a busted flush Marx's pipe dream of a classless society Is further away than the mountains of Mars Innocent money (A lifetime of work) Innocent money (With nothing to show for it) Innocent money ('Cept a face full of worry) Innocent money (And a fist-full of air) Always the wealthy, never the poor Always the wealthy, never the poor Always the wealthy, never the poor Always the wealthy, never the poor Always the wealthy, never the poor Always the wealthy, never the poor The bourgeois bastards just keep stealing And selling the dreaming of the lies, lies, lies That undermine our lives The slugs at the bottom feed the wolves at the top Growth spreads upwards ever only There's no trickle down, trickle down, trickle down, trickle down Our souls are worth more than the warmth of the Sun They've tricked us to believe that our work is never done Cognitive dissonance, proud of your ignorance Subjects not citizens, never read a book Too scared to take a look, too scared to take a look Market theology Makes a lie of democracy We'd swim in a sewer for it Drowning in debt for it Market realities Closed down the factories A rope made of gold To hang ourselves on Innocent, innocent Innocent, innocent Innocent, innocent Innocent, innocent Innocent, innocent