The rich want more Lyrics

The banks close doors, they've nothing to give,

The wealthy flee, the poor fight to live.

Promises made on crumbling ground,

Where dreams are buried, never found.

Wages lost, but prices climb,

A nation sinking, one dime at a time.

Voices rise, demanding change,

But power's grip, it won't exchange.

Crisis knocks on every door,

Wages gone, the rich want more.

Fingers point, the masses shout,

In the end, there's only doubt.

The world looks on, but nothing's done,

As Lebanon is overrun.

The streets erupt, in anger and despair,

Protests met with tear gas in the air.

They chant for justice, for a chance to breathe,

But the system tightens, and hope starts to seethe.

Wages lost, but prices climb,

A nation sinking, one dime at a time.

Voices rise, demanding change,

But power's grip, it won't exchange.

Crisis knocks on every door,

Wages gone, the rich want more.

Fingers point, the masses shout,

In the end, there's only doubt.

The world looks on, but nothing's done,

As Lebanon is overrun.

Banks crumble, walls give way,

Livelihoods lost in the sway,

Men in suits, they turn their backs,

While empty plates and empty sacks

Line the streets, despair in tow,

As the people reel from every blow.

Wages lost, but prices climb,

A nation sinking, one dime at a time.

Voices rise, demanding change,

But power's grip, it won't exchange.

Crisis knocks on every door,

Wages gone, the rich want more.

Fingers point, the masses shout,

In the end, there's only doubt.

The world looks on, but nothing's done,

As Lebanon is overrun.

Families scatter, searching for a way,

Homes abandoned, dreams in disarray.

Leaders speak with empty grace,

But in the rubble, there's no saving face.

Wages lost, but prices climb,

A nation sinking, one dime at a time.

Voices rise, demanding change,

But power's grip, it won't exchange.

Crisis knocks on every door,

Wages gone, the rich want more.

Fingers point, the masses shout,

In the end, there's only doubt.

The world looks on, but nothing's done,

As Lebanon is overrun.

Wages lost, but prices climb,

A nation sinking, one dime at a time.

Voices rise, demanding change,

But power's grip, it won't exchange.

Crisis knocks on every door,

Wages gone, the rich want more.

Fingers point, the masses shout,

In the end, there's only doubt.

The world looks on, but nothing's done,

As Lebanon is overrun.