[Lyric] Who Reaps the Profit? Who Pays the Price? (Band Of Hope)

[Verse 1]
You sit there handing down orders
You examine the terms of the deal
A car is always waiting
Other hands turn the wheel
The doors slide open before you
The doors slide shut behind
Other hands carry your luggage
Weightier matter engage your mind
You take the gold out of the earth
You throw the corpses in
One crop is as good as another
As long as the cash keeps pouring in
The wheels must never stop turning
The machine must be obeyed
The future has got to fueled
And there's a price to be paid

[Bridge 1]
Black like the dust
Brown like the earth
This is our land
The land of our birth
[Verse 2]
Silently digging
Digging our graves
Choking our lives
Living on scraps
Dying in debt
Digging in darkness
So our children can eat
Once we were free
Greeting the sun
Sharing the earth
Giving thanks to the corn
Sang with the waters
Sang with the wind
Danced with the drum
Circle without end
Now we are silent
They have taken our tongues
They have taken our pride
They have taken our songs
Only our bodies
Only our eyes
Born with the memory
Of the old ways

[Bridge 2]
Brown like the earth
Black like the dust
Who can we turn to?
Who can we trust?
[Verse 3]
You've got no patience with failure
You've got no time for delay
Certainty points to the future
Straight lines carve out the way
You never make moral judgements
Only one future you defend
Money must be free to make money
That's all there is in the end
You take the diamonds out of the earth
You throw the corpses in
One crop is as good as another
As long as the cash keeps pouring in
The wheels must never stop turning
The machine must be obeyed
The future has got to be fueled
And there's a price to be paid

[Bridge 3]
Brown like the earth
Black like the dust
Who can we turn to?
Who can we trust?

[Verse 4]
The gun is their god
They have taken our land
They take what we dig
They take without end
We drown in the dust
We choke in the heat
Our skin grows sores
Our lungs rot
Still we remember
The cold clean air
Waking at dawn
With the morning star
Still we remember
The sound of the flute
The feel of the grass
Under our feet
Death may come quickly
If the mine floods
If the rock talks
If the gas explodes
Mostly we linger
On death's cold bed
Clutching for air
Coughing up blood
[Bridge 4]
Nobody cares
Nobody sees
We make no headlines
Dying by degrees

[Verse 5]
A thousand shapes wait to attend you
The ones who drive your cars
Who reserve your place at the table
Who order your daily cigars
Who silently guard your privacy
Who make sure your ties are new
Who reminds you of your appointments
You know that they all depend on you
You take the uranium out of the earth
You throw the corpses in
One crop is as good as another
As long as the cash keeps pouring in
The wheels must never stop turning
The machine must be obeyed
The future has got to be fueled
And there's a price to be paid

[Bridge 5]
Nobody cares
Nobody sees
We make no headlines
Dying by degrees

[Verse 6]
What choice do we have
They have taken our homes
We wait in silence
Our time will come
They tear from the earth
They leave nothing behind
Only raw scars
On a waste land
Some day and soon
The mountains will shake
The drum will sound
The sun will turn black
And from out of the dust
And from under the earth
We will arise
Proclaiming this truth
All life is sacred
All life is one
From the rocks on the mountain
To the children unborn
And the walls will topple
And the fences will fall
And the scars will be healed
And the earth will be whole

[Bridge 6]
This is our land
The land of our birth
Black like the dust
Brown like the earth

[Verse 7]
You never carry money
You like your life ordered and clean
You make out cheques to charity
No one can call you mean
Through your double-locked gateways
Only the privileged pass
Admire your taste and elegance
Marvels of marble silver and glass
You take the earth, out of the earth
You throw the corpses in
One crop is as good as another
As long as the cash keeps pouring in
The wheels must never stop turning
The machine must be obeyed
The future has got to be fueled
And there's a price to be paid
The wheels must never stop turning
The machine must be obeyed
The future has got to be fueled
And there's a price to be paid
The wheels must never stop turning
The machine must be obeyed
The future has got to be fueled
And there's a price to be paid

[Outro]
The wheels must never stop turning
The machine must be obeyed
The future has got to be fueled
And there's a price to be paid
The wheels must never stop turning
The machine must be obeyed
The future has got to be fueled
And there's a price to be paid