Nothing ever changes in a world of its own. Keep reading this (which could be a song text for a rap or something like that?) at your own risk and be warned of some bad language. Not much though.
There’s no revolution in an institution,
where they kept your bugs
and where you just got thugs.
They really don’t give a damn
if you sink or swim.
They got themselves to care,
everything else is spare.
There’s no revolution in this institution,
where the money’s stuck.
You’ve run out of luck!
Empty minded brains
will never stop the trains
when they go at speed
or overcome their greed.
There’s no revolution in this institution,
regardless o’ what you say
and how often you pray.
Will they repeat the prank
and make another bad bank?
Or will they disappear
and leave us in arrears?
There’s no revolution, there’s no resolution,
never will be change in the institution,
unless you make a contribution,
unless you change your way
how you shop and pay,
the way you live and do.
All it needs is you!
There’s no revolution…
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