Chumbawamba - Invasion



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The first world\'s got greedy, we\'re consuming it all
   The third world\'s got hunger, and military control
   This unequal balance is a master plan
   One gets rich from the other\'s land
   They\'ve got it all worked out, and we give our consent
   They\'ve got it all worked out, and we give our consent
   They\'ve got it all worked out for Central America
   And they\'ve got it all worked out for Africa
   And in our naivete we believe myths and over consume
   And give them our consent
   Dying in the shadow of the USA
   Let them eat bullshit, make the land pay
   Make a fast deal with the local elite
   Then substitute cash crops where once grew wheat
   Build a cycle of dependence on a starvation diet
   With food as a weapon, workers stay quiet
   And multinational names have blood on their brands
   From taking an interest in misused lands
   Del Monte, Tate and Lyle, Ralston, Purina
   Coca-Cola, RTZ, and Unilever
   All packaging lifestyles for the glamorous West
   Expand the company, exploit the rest
   We are not isolated by distance
   But by greed and our racist history
   Just a wall\'s width away
   Still impossible to reach across
   This space in front of me
   It\'s we who write this history
   We who guard the money-tree
   We support the companies
   We stole the colonies
   And when the system starts to crack
   We\'ll have to be ready to give it all back
   And when the system starts to crack
   We\'ll have to be ready to give it all back
   See the space which lies between the rich and the poor
   How the space increases as we keep on taking more
   Keeping that space between as all
   Is how the west can keep control
   With a mission and a checkbook promising aid
   Posing for the camera the United Nations man came
   Ha talked of control and the terrible drought
   And the way that the west would bail them out
   Then he stopped smiling and talked conditions
   Of mutual aid, and American wishes
   Sending in aid with sewn-on strings
   If they won\'t buy arms then it\'s pulled back in
   Feeding the world American style
   Colonel Sanders has an empire behind his smile
   Back up the investments with a military regime
   Then cleverly says it\'s to keep the world free
   But the multinational myths are beginning to fall
   The poor don\'t want aid, they want control
   And if we really want to see the third world eat
   We\'ve got to see through the wrapping on the high street
   Past the barriers of culture that dictate our lives
   We\'re busy consuming as the other half dies
   And the answer\'s not a question of charity
   Not whilst profit\'s still the top priority
   So let the glossy shop-fronts know what to expect
   And you bosses of Companies...
   And the cycle of hungry children
   Will keep on going \'round
   Will keep on going \'round
   Until we burn the multinationals to the ground




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