The rich get richer
The poor get the picture
The bombs never hit you
When you're down so lowSome got pollution
Some revolution
There must be some solution
But I just don't knowThe bosses want decisions
The workers need ambitions
There won't be no collisions
When they move so slowNothing ever happens
Nothing really matters
No one ever tells me, what am I to know
So what am I to knowYou wouldn't read about it
Read about it
Just another incredible scene
There's no doubt about itThe hammer and sickle
The news is at a trickle
The commissars are fickle
But the stockpile growsBombers keeping coming
Engines softly humming
The stars and stripes are running
For their own big showAnother little flare up
Storm brewed in a tea cup
Imagine any mix up
And the lot would goNothing ever happens
Nothing really matters
No one ever tells me, what am I to know
So what am I to knowYou wouldn't read about it
Read about it
One unjust, ridiculous steal
Ain't no doubt about itYou wouldn't read about it
Read about it
Just another particular deal
There's no doubt about itThe rich get richer
The poor get the picture
The bombs never hit you
When you're down so lowSome got pollution
Some revolution
There must be some solution
But I just don't knowRead about it
Read about it
Read about it