Material Men lyrics

A contemporary world of false provisions

Corporations' government of economic decisions

Shall all pass into time's vault and lock

These are strange times, the eternal clock

Looking onward shaking head in dispair

Is there any hope still somewhere out there

Yes somewhere but not in a cynical view

There are still left true hearts, but few

Perhaps this light will swallow the darkness

Or will the light feel the night's asphixiative carress?