They say you're the problem
They say you're the problem
They say... Woo-ooo-ooh
One, two, three, four!
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Chest pain and an aching head
The years you worked till now don't even matter
You have no home they own your soul
"Please sign on the dotted line"
So yours is mine but mine will never be yours!
We sold your life, we want change back
One step closer to the rooftop-edge...
Easy way out to the trick they played
They say you're the problem
They say you're the problem
They say... Woo-ooo-ooh
They say you're the problem
They say you're the problem
They say... Woo-ooo-ooh
But the banks are not guilty
Even though they sold
Poison to the more thirsty
And now you're a tourist in your past
Remembering that everything you had
Now is what you lost
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Twenty-four hours a day seem not enough
To finish all the tasks while they laugh
And eat your wages on your shoulders
"Produce, produce!", a never ending process
Does it underlie the true face of progress?
It cannot be fucked up like that!
'Cause they just want bigger boats
They want you to pay for their fancy clothes
They say you're the problem
They say you're the problem
They say... Woo-ooo-ooh
They say you're the problem
They say you're the problem
They say... Woo-ooo-ooh
They say you're the problem
They say you're the problem
They say... Woo-ooo-ooh
They say you're the problem
They say you're the problem
They say... Woo-ooo-ooh