Arrogance, Ignorance and Greed By @ShowOfHandsNews

With your bonuses and expenses
You shoveled down your throat
Now you bit the hand that fed you
Dear God I hope you choke

In 2007–2008 there was a world-wide glob­al bankers’ crash, bring­ing on a glob­al depres­sion that is still affect­ing many parts of the world today. This all res­ul­ted in deep aus­ter­ity meas­ures (vicious cut­backs in pub­lic ser­vices like schools, hos­pit­als and fam­ily bene­fits) tak­ing many mil­lions of people into unem­ploy­ment. It has even brought about war situations.

This depres­sion was dir­ectly caused by the arrog­ance, ignor­ance and greed of top bankers,  who were bailed out with our money by west­ern politi­cians. Today, the same arrog­ance is hap­pen­ing , and it will lead to an even worse crash than the Wall Street crash of 1929 which her­al­ded World War 2.

In the track ‘Arrog­ance, Ignor­ance & Greed’ Show of Hands are con­sciously express­ing this soci­et­al and glob­al issue. This music video is filmed around the City of Lon­don. Its both a sooth­ing and riv­et­ing track. The image of bankers with their noses in the pig troughs(from the music video) explains my point further…

 

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T‑n8ITk6UWM[/youtube]

Lyr­ics:

All I wanted was a home
And a roof over our heads
Some­where we could call our own
Feel safer in our beds

There was a storm of money rain­ing down
It only touched the ground
With a loan I took I can’t repay
And the crock of gold you found

At every trough you stopped to feed
With your Arrog­ance, your Ignor­ance and Greed.

I nev­er was a cau­tious man
I spend more than I’m paid
But those with some­thing put aside
Are the ones that you betrayed

With your bonuses and expenses
You shov­elled down your throat
Now you bit the hand that fed you
Dear God I hope you choke

At every trough you stopped to feed
With your Arrog­ance, your Ignor­ance and Greed.

You’re on your yacht, we’re on our knees
Through your Arrog­ance, your Ignor­ance and Greed.

Tox­ics springs you tapped and sold,
Poisoned every water­ing hole
Your prob­ity, you exchanged for gold

Work­ing man stands in line
The mar­ket sets his price
No feath­er bed, no golden egg
No one pays him twice

So where’s your thrift, your caution
Your hon­est sound advice
You know you dealt your­self a win­ning hand
And loaded every dice

At every trough you stopped to feed
With your Arrog­ance, your Ignor­ance and Greed.

I pray one day we’ll soon be free
From your abso­lute indifference
Your avarice, incompetence
Your Arrog­ance, your Ignor­ance and your Greed.

 

 

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