The country's up for grabs, they say.
Our land is up for sale.
What we held sacred yesterday
Is on the auction block today.
The banks and foreign merchants may
Bid high, and take it all.
For profit is a sacred thing -
To gain is not to fail.
Our assets have a golden ring
Which makes the sellers want to sing
While we, the nation's workers cling
To less as incomes fall.
Monopoly is the modern game
And wealth the Holy Grail.
Our nation's leaders - to their shame
Have played and lost. But, who's to blame?
It's us, for we believed the same
And listened to Greed's call.