Streets echo the last retreat Dust falls to the ground A mother cries help While walking in paradise Look around and you'll see We're stripping it bare Soon there'll be no place to turn
Who plays the hand of fools With who's God given right It's out of control Don't it show
While profit oils the big machines And we're short changed the facts Where does it stop The lifeblood is slipping away every day
And who plays the hand of fools With who's God given right It's out of control It's out of control
And who plays the hand of fools In a war torn and savage place It's out of control And it chills to the bone
And who plays the hand of fools With who's God given right It's out of control It's out of control
And who plays the hand of fools In a war torn and savage place It's out of control And it chills to the bone
And who plays the hand of fools With who's God given right It's out of control It's out of control