A lighthearted 'country style' take on a serious message, based on my own experience of 'Feedin' The Machine'
See freemanmusic.org/feedingthemachine.htm for full details
My Dad said to me as I left school,
"...You need a job to pay your way
'Cos things cost money and you're gonna need things,
that's just the way things are today..."
So I left home and went to work at just sixteen
Started feedin' the machine
Me and my brother moved into a flat
I paid my share of bills and rent
I got paid on a so called 'Thursday' and by 'Sunday' night it was gone,
that's how the 'weekends' are all spent!
And when their calendar's got you slavin' for the 5 days in between
You're just feedin' their machine
Then I got married, we had a couple of kids
I love them dearly to this day
But to put food on our table and put clothes on their backs,
I needed lots more pay
I got me a work promotion but the tax-man stripped me clean
'Cos I'm just feedin' his machine
To buy our own place I had to get a big loan,
"that's called a mortgage" I hear you cry
And that means death pledge and that's because,
it feels like you pay it 'till you fuckin' die!
And most of it's interest and it goes to the 'bankster' team
They love us feedin' their machine
But I worked harder and I got me a raise,
Yeah I kept aiming for the top
But as my pay went up so did my debts,
and the interest never stops
I met me a 'bankster' he said "...son, you may be keen,
but you're just feedin' my machine..."
Began to realise what was going on,
and how those 'banksters' call the shots
They run the system, all based on debt,
lending 'money' they ain't got
So it don't matter if you work hard, if you're generous or mean,
(from what I've seen)
You're still feedin' their machine
So I did me some learnin' about how it all works,
and how they trick you right from birth
Your 'NAME' is 'money' to them while you're playin' the serf,
but your sweat and your talent's what you're really worth
But while you're reapin' what you're sewing
at the ignorance latrine SHIT!
You're just feedin' the machine
And if you don't know where you're goin'
and you're not sure where you been
You're prob'ly feedin' the machine
But when your wisdom is 'a showin you
what a fool you've been.....
You'll stop feedin' the machine
Yeah, you'll stop feedin' the machine
'cause we're all feedin' the machine
So let's stop feedin' the machine!
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