Capitalism, the way of the weak, Those who need money, the more the better They have no feelings, They have no honor, They have no real friends Just their money Capitalists are really criminals Master thieves doing it the legal way Never catch them robbing liquor stores Just stealing money out of people's pay Daddy, buy me a brand new car Pay off my boss so I'll go far I'll have no feelings I'll have no honor I'll have no real friends Just my money Now I'm old, buy sonny his car Pay off his boss so he'll go far He'll have no feelings He'll have no honor He'll have no real friends Just his money