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Capitalism

Just like the days of whaling Your capitalist regime is failing What is your idea of order War,rape,plague and disorder You will try any old trick to keep from Floundering But only the mast can be seen People have awoken Had enough of your poking Will you set Europe on fire Maybe the rest of the world Just to hold on to your idea of equality There is no equality in your eyes The masters of money It's ok nobody really believes your ideology anymore People are tired of just surviving We all want to be thriving Not just the few Yes the tide is rising You better look for a new trick And make it quick Because the time has come For your head on a stick.

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