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 (chorus)