What has the world ever given me?
That ever satisfied my hunger and my need?
I was never cold, or alone.
I just want a second story on my home.
And I'd be a fool if I worked to get my way.
While they're handing out the plunder,
Be hard at work all day.
Who is to say it's not for me to take.
While the whole worlds back is turned,
I'll take it, I'll steal it.
I'm living for it, but you can't afford it.
You think that if you stand in line you'll get your time?
There's something about it, and we've got to have it.
Cause we all want the world to see.

Broken homes? Some shattered faith?
I've got a profit to manage.
Someone else will take your place.
Now don't we all feel so alone?
It's as if nothing matters except the market's pace.
I'm living for it, but you can't afford it.
You think that if you stand in line you'll get your time?
There's something about it, and we've got to have it.
Cause we all want the world to see.

And soon I'll own the clothes you wear.
You know you won't have much to show.
My side is where you want to be.
You hope today you'll be like me.
And you'll take and,
You'll grab and,
You'll steal.
With these free markets, my friends got them on a line.
There's only three of us -
We'll make them dance in time.
We will take the trees, feed you the stones. We'll both shred the documents that prove what I don't own.