Choke

How many more must die
Before the rich are satisfied?
We wonder how they sleep at night
With the bodies on their mind
Oh they must justify
The choking from the hospital beds
They're deaf to it
Markets doing fine

We at the bottom laugh
And cringe at the ineptitude
Or praise leader's worthless words
And laugh at those who seclude
As the hospitals choke with death
And the politics don't matter none
When you're begging for supplies
But they don't come, they don't come

They do not hate us none
They simply do not give a fuck
In golden towers which their
Fathers handed down

And we lay silent thinking that
The power's just not in our hand's
Who gives them money in the end?

Friends and neighbors bodies
Make fertile soil for money trees
And they take the sunlight
Leaving nothing on the ground for you and me

Do you want it?
Do you want it?
Maybe it's time to take it!
Raise up high and tell it!
There's no room for you
No room for you anymore

We choke
On our vomit as we lay dying in choked hospitals
Choke
On your markets on your riches on your trust funds
Choke
On the air on poisoned water on the dying Earth
Choke
On your power we don't need you
We don't need your bullshit

Choke
On your money, on your power, on your lies
Choke
On your markets on your trust funds on your indifference
Choke