They bought a rocket,
they bought a nuclear submarine
They play war games in the sawn
mud with a white flag flying
They put a blood red bill in my hands,
it's nothing to do with me
I rip it up because I can't pay,
I won't pay
I can't pay, and I won't pay
for their mistakes
They're generating while the
waves come rolling in
Bumping black smoke from
their chimney stacks
While the world tries to turn green
I get the cost of the clean up
It's nothing to do with me
I rip it up because I can't pay
I won't pay
I can't pay
And I won't pay for their
mistakes
I'm underneath their table
Picking up their scraps
Nobody knows where the money goes
They send a tax and another tax
But it must be democratic
Because
I'll let them do it to me
I'll watch the bad cats get battered
While I stay lean
In this free market,
what's happening?
I've got questions, objections
Has this fast food traveled at
the speed of greed?
From the space race to my tongue
Am I buying a stick to beat myself with?
Or contributing to party funds?
Keeping some peasant worker
on the poverty line
Picking my coffee beans
How many innocents lose their lives in
the glass of a packaging?
What am I doing with this blood
red bill in my hands?
It's nothing to do with me
Rip it out because I can't pay
I won't pay
I can't pay
And I won't pay for their mistakes
I can't pay
I won't pay
I can't pay
I won't pay
I can't pay
I won't pay
I can't pay
But I won't pay for their mistakes