You won't save us
With your money
And it seems as if you won't find us a job

Won't appreciate
Our creations
But I hate all those stupid things you love

You've got too much
We've got nothing at all

You support
Stupid inventions
You create and then we've got to destroy

God's an answer
For your problems
But I can't believe and I can't share your joy

You've got too much
We've got nothing at all

You're always showing
All your fortune
And it's true, you live another reality

Could we ever
Have great expectations?
Could we ever find job security?

You've got too much
We've got nothing at all