Bilderberg Blues

High Priests of globalization
Drive morality from our nation
Capitalism prophets who spin the world’s demise
Millions dying right before our eyes
Those of strength never tell you what they’ve heard
Little old band called Bilderburg

Exploitation and despair
Inequalities, wounds of no repair
Crushing dissidents, the lowly are despised
Almighty dollars reflected in their eyes
They choose the people who think they are in power
Control all money; it grows for them by the hour

Controlling media, they own the banks
Those they can’t control, overrun with tanks
Switching off the suffering, they clearly cause
Binding litigations wrapped in legal clause
Wanting world control, least that’s the word
People of power joined through Bilderburg