MUSIC FOR SALE

I feel a storm rising, though the air stands still
I feel it in my chest, but I never say I will
They make the weapons when we're begging for a cure
Nothing can stop them, and tomorrow's not for sure

I refuse to believe, I refuse your idols
I see clearly now, I see what's around me

Stop tearing out each other's throats
Stop kneeling down to liars on their thrones
All they want is power and gold, and nothing more
You were born to live your life, not to settle scores
There's no reward waiting behind hell's door

Working morning to night but happiness never comes
Playing with my son while my mind's stuck on the sums
I hang up the phone and scream into the wall
Year after year, the same, and I'm sick of it all

I refuse to believe, I refuse your idols
I see clearly now, I see what's around me

Stop tearing out each other's throats
Stop kneeling down to liars on their thrones
All they want is power and gold, and nothing more
You were born to live your life, not to settle scores
There's no reward waiting behind hell's door

They tell me the world is moving forward, faster every day
New machines, new wonders, changing every single way
But I still can't find a way to fill my empty plate
I'm still as poor as ever, and I don't know how to wait

I refuse to believe, I refuse your idols
I see clearly now, I see what's around me

[Guitar solo intertwined with a cappella vocal break]

[Final Chorus - explosive, layered harmonies, most intense build]
STOP TEARING OUT EACH OTHER'S THROATS
STOP KNEELING DOWN TO LIARS ON THEIR THRONES
ALL THEY WANT IS POWER AND GOLD, AND NOTHING MORE
YOU WERE BORN TO LIVE YOUR LIFE, NOT TO SETTLE SCORES
THERE'S NO REWARD WAITING BEHIND HELL'S DOOR