www.riotfolk.org ----- One cup of coffee, $1.50 Guy who picked the coffee Didn't get three He's stuck in the belly Of an industry That doesn't care about people Working on the hills On stolen land Picking at the earth Through the scuff bare hands Sweating for the profit of some rich man Who doesn't care about people Buy a piece of fruit at the grocery store Shipped from Guatemala, Chile or El Salvador Grown by orphan children in the civil war That was funded by fruit corporations A global trade system Riding on the backs Of families packed in wall-less shacks Living in the fear of death squad attacks That are funded by fruit corporations One pack of t-shirts, $4.50 Girl who sewed the t-shirts Didn't get three She's trying to survive in an industry That doesn't care about people Bangladesh factories 16-hour shifts No over-time breaks or benefits And they'll fire her if she gets pregnant Because they don't care about people New York banks watched the Thai Baht grow Then they took high ammounts in Thai Baht loans Converted them to dollars when they got back home And it put millions into poverty They paid off their debts with U.S. cash Pocketed the profits In U.S. banks And the south east asian market crashed And it pull millions into poverty One diamond ring, a few grand Kid who mined the diamonds lost his hand As a message from the soldiers who run the land That are funded by diamond corporations Wealth arrived through poverty From the lingering cuts of slavery In the form of an export economy Controlled by diamond corporations Imperialism in its modern form Debt locked, free market, economic reform Blowing through the global south like a tropical storm Tearing at the scenes of culture From the cluster bomb To the rifle butt From the gold mine To the clear cut Capitalism's got the world locked up And it's tearing at the scenes of culture