You're talkin' 'bout your profits
The one percent to grow
To show the world we're "someone"
As if they do not know
And all that you have gathered
What does it mean for you
A shit, 'cause you destroy it
Your policy's not true
For the lost side of the world
Especially the countries
That've got only sand and stones
They got the most to feed
But that's not possible at all
On the lost side of the world
When night is gone
A thousand of the poor have died
Goodbye to the world
We cannot help them all
But must we have a pope who damns the pill
For the lost side of the world
We're much too many people
It's becoming more each day
We got to change our habits
'Cause the world's collaps won't wait
When night is gone
A thousand of the poor have died
Goodbye...