No matter where I go It's the same old story Everyone's singing the same old song Between the millions made And the millions suffering I know that something has gone wrong Them a clear cut the land Then the factories come into stay Them a bomb the place If something don't go their way From the assembly line I hear the children cry Chorus Everyone's working for the house Is it my jaded - imagination Everyone's working for the house Or am I asking too many questions sub chorus To whom does the house belong - 3x It's always up and down Like a roller coaster All they can do is hold on tight They're thinking for themselves The rules of competition make it hard To do what's right Will they ever see that the fate of the world is one? And stop their dirty tricks Let the people overcome The futures looking strange Without some real change Chorus Sub-chorus Will they ever see that the fate of the world is one? And stop their dirty tricks Let the people overcome The futures looking strange Without some real change Chorus Sub chorus All across the land They implement their plan From sea to sea They manifest their destiny Will the world survive this foolish pride?