[Verse 1] Another chart, another line The heavy cost of doing fine The market dips, the traders cry While mothers watch their children die [Pre-Chorus] But you see, it’s not free It’s the price of an industry If we shake hands, if we agree Then who will buy the weaponry? [Chorus] In their bank, in their bank They are fighting! With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their drones In their bank, in their bank They are crying! Logic, Logic, Logic-ic-ic-ic Oh, oh, oh... [Verse 2] The peace is bad for dividend We need a war that never ends Divide the folk, divide the land Just put a rifle in their hand [Pre-Chorus] Because silence, silence Is a financial violence When the guns cease to fire The profits act like they expire [Chorus] In their bank, in their bank They are fighting! With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their drones In their bank, in their bank They are dying For the Profit, Profit, Profit-it-it-it Oh, oh, oh... [Guitar Solo] [Brief Chorus Reprize] Profit, Profit, Profit-it-it-it! [Outro] Don't let the peace begin... It's bad for business. (Feedback fades)


