There's someone on the doorstep with a button in his hand   All this western culture fix has blown apart his land   Until we make connections with the way its all been planned   His hate for us is something that we'll never understand   Advertise democracy then offer it for sale   The price goes through the roof much like the bombs if payment fails   to pay the interest on the loan to build some factories   And extra jobs for the boys back home as burger franchises      So when your nation's starving cos the wages that we pay   Means you can't afford to eat the food they cook 12 hours a day   Or wear the shoes they make so our teenagers can stay cool   We'll keep the cycle going til you've military rule      And then my friend the arms we've got will cost you more than debt   An everlasting friendship that we won't let you forget   All this global enterprise truly goes two ways   You give us your resources and we give you bigger chains      Its a war against war against war against war   With words about words about words on the wall   Stances taken, dealers shaking hands on the arms deal, here's some more   Money exchanges there go the wages   There go the jobs and here come the poor   White man trade and we all get slaves making the trainers we can't afford      We look to the sky when we want to know why   We go to the ground to get profound   Here comes a plane to deliver again   And we get to our knees and pray that it's food   Nobody explained who didn't have a suit on   Nobody complained cos we didn't understand   More worried about the rains and where to get the food from   They may say they run the country but it's us living off the land      We saw the ad and bought the box   And saw the ad and lots of clocks   And ties and tightness so much tightness   The money key fits all the locks   Importation ran amok when all this greed escaped the box   We learnt to feed for more than what we needed   And then the value dropped   We took for granted all we'd had   But prices only raise the cost of living without joining in such soul-degrading culture loss   So then we had to fight to save ourselves from losing proper jobs   Then fight again to get the ones where corporations were the boss   You'd recognize the household name,   It's on your t-shirt and your socks   Or skyward advertising gas on baseball hats in parking lots      Business rang the businessman who rang around,   Said "here's the plan: We use everything we can,   Then raise the price and get some more   Overseas where by degrees their leaders carry guns   I see dictatorships and poverty and what we're looking for   Oil and aid a fair exchange   Yet all these guns get in the way   Well I flipped a coin and either way, its time to go to war"      Now I've just my anger left to keep me half alive   Below that so/so line its worthless to survive   And worth the chance of an afterlife of peace and silent nights   Just one more thing I have to say and do before I die   Here is what you get for forcing us to buy your civilisation   War's the global empty face of loss and its retaliation