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My clothes are made in sweatshops So are both my shoes Well the third world has a factory line for everything I use And my job made me a slave each day for some old greedy man Who probably wouldn't look at you if you tried to shake his hand Well the landscape's full of logos that seep into our eyes Well they brainwash every one of us and fuck with all our minds Now the food we've eaten's rotten And it's made from spastic cows Wrapped in polystyrene Served up with a smile But how much do your morals cost? Are you getting rich or are you getting lost? A corporate world is a greedy boss who takes your hand and then palms you off Well McDonalds is a Nazi and all of us are Jews We're dining in their restaurant and they're poisoning our food Well money is a paedophile that preys on little kids And puts adverts up all over town that promise happiness Now I can't work out what's sexy, or if that's beautiful But our bodies don't turn out like all the posters on the wall And these corporations holding hands are stealing all our dough And there's no-one left to take the blame 'cause it's lost control But much do your morals cost? Are you getting rich or are you getting lost? SongtexteA corporate world is a greedy boss who takes your hand and then palms you off But there's a social consciousness bubbling underneath That wants to find a better way to deal with all this shit When money's not the only thing to get you out of bed And greedy men don't get to sit on top of pyramids I'd call it a revolution but I'm scared of sounding gay And maybe if we start right now it's not that far away Oh but how much do your morals cost? Are we getting rich or are we getting lost? A corporate world is a greedy boss who takes your hand and then palms you off Aus Songtexte Mania