The western hemisphere and all inside
We know who's murdering the innocent
They are children playing with guns
They are children playing with countries
Mining harbors, creating contras
The games they play
The lives they take

They bank their money in this country
They steal from the innocent
A colonial trait that's much too old
The banks, the lives
The profits, the lies

The banks, the profits
The lives and the lies
I would call it genocide
Any other word would be a lie