Chorus:
Di money a turn dem inna fool
They're breaking the golden rule
Di money a turn dem inna fool
Cyaan quiet, cyaan cool (repeat)
Things get bad, things get worse
No water can quench dem thirst
Always craven, always greedy
No care for the poor and needy
Speculating, calculating
The outcome is devastating
Oh what a shock when dis bubble pop
A di day when di monetary system flop
(chorus)
Mi seh dem ready fi go sell dem owna bredda
'cause dem worship de bling and de dollar
Putting their trust into vanity
Ready fi sell dem soul for money
But di rastaman no licky-licky
And di boboman no nyamie-nyamie
Even if heaven and earth fade away
We know jah love is here to stay
(chorus)
Mi seh de stock market a dem sanctuary
Weh dem worship di dow jones and dem paper money
Dem no care about humanity
That's why dem loosing all dem sanity
For too long de whole a dem just a gamble
With di fate of the meek and de humble
Now dem a fret 'cause dem a hear jah jah grumble
Too late dem cyaan stop the system from tumble, no, no