Gangorra 2

Kids work for 50 cents a day sewing clothes in Taiwan
Teens are shooting it out for control of the drug trade at the border in Ponta Porã
Girls trade their virginity for citizenship in the fancy neighborhoods of Amsterdam
But none of that matters when the fight is to see who’s gonna set the new trend for tomorrow, right?

Young people are taking their own lives from too much exposure on social media
Teens are shooting up schools due to radical political polarization
Cops are gunning down Black bodies in the hood with the backing of structural racism
But none of that matters when the fight is to see who’s the musician with the most monthly listeners

Run to your surgeon before your followers see that you’ve aged
Find a convincing excuse to throw in the faces of those who insist you’ve lost your way
Thank the fiefdom you live in, outside in the woods there are monsters to the king who protected you
Pretend you don’t know that the king creates the monster to use fear and control the common folk, you and me

Pretend you don’t know that the thief is a creation of a corporation that sows doubt to sell you certainty
Pretend you love waking up at five on the dot, by six you’re ready, to clock in by eight at the company
Pretend that the gorgeous model doesn’t make you feel ugly to buy beauty products
Pretend that the poverty on your plate is due to expenses and not the accumulation of wealth

I know you dream that one day you’ll be king to have your own kingdom and be the law, right?
No one’s gonna challenge you
I know you think one day you’ll have money like Neymar, but you won’t be there, right?
If you work double, it’ll be in your boss’s pocket that the profit generated will always be
If you get sick from working and need the boss to let you go, he won’t be there
They’re killing nature for money and that money in your pocket will never be there
When they finish screwing up the planet, they’ll jet off to Mars in a spaceship, you won’t be there
Money is good, you want it, I want it too
But I don’t want it if to have it I have to screw someone over
I don’t want it if to have it, besides being good at selling, I have to sell myself too and I’m tired of being a hostage!

They want to capture me like a Rat-ta-ta, society at war will always attack you
The joke has always been on the poor, that’s why their laughter has a double meaning when it’s K-K-K
Capitalism is a virus and money is the only symptom I’ve never seen spread in life
Your favorite billionaire only has tax exemptions because it’s us who will pay his share (It’s us)

(Those who stay silent before the oppressor, to become the oppressor isn’t far off)
(Cowardice is contagious, courage is contagious, resisting is important)

The agribusiness calls the shots, the rest are elected puppets
The church kneels to soy, soy runs the mayor
Left and right are just concepts for us to pick a side and perpetuate prejudice, man
Done and done
Scroll through your feed until your anxiety passes, then scroll a bit more until you come back
Like photos of people showing off their happiness, then pretend you’re happy just to fit in
Fragment your attention in 30-second videos for dear Ritalin to come visit you
Spend 12 hours cooped up in 12 inches, ignore your mind working out just your thumb
Money buys everything within sight, and what’s out of sight we’ll finance
The dream of many was the number nine printed on the back of the shirt, not hidden underneath it

Pretend all this I said is a conspiracy, or find a way out of the dungeon
For someone to rise, someone’s gotta go down
Life was meant to be a trampoline, not a seesaw

(Kids work, work, work, kids work in Taiwan)
(Teens shoot, shoot, shoot, drug trade at the border in Ponta Porã)
(Girls trade in the fancy neighborhoods of Amsterdam)
(But none of that matters when the fight is to see who’s gonna set the new trend for tomorrow, right?)