You won't save us With your money And it seems as if you won't find us a job Won't appreciate Our creations But I hate all those stupid things you love You've got too much We've got nothing at all You support Stupid inventions You create and then we've got to destroy God's an answer For your problems But I can't believe and I can't share your joy You've got too much We've got nothing at all You're always showing All your fortune And it's true, you live another reality Could we ever Have great expectations? Could we ever find job security? You've got too much We've got nothing at all