Untitled Song For Latin America Songtext

the western hemisphere and all inside, we learn who is murdering the innocent, eating the poor-they are children playing with countries, mining harbors, creating contras, games with lives and ego, they bank their monies in this country, they steal from Indians (a colonial trait that is much too old) the banks, the lives, the profits, the lies-I would call it genocide, any other meaning would be a lie