Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! Welcome to the dawning of a dark, dark age, where deception and dishonesty are all the rage. The Man controls the media, your eyes and your ears, with music made by mother fuckin' mouseketeers! Now once upon a time you had a beautiful dream, well wake up you're just a product of the war-machine. You call yourself a pacifist? You're just another punk. The rich are getting richer, so let's all get drunk and sing with the masses, sing with the masses. Come on, come on and give us blood & money. Color T.V.s with super-sonic sound. Bow down before the land of milk and honey, Or we'll burn your people, burn your people to the ground. Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! Come and watch the death of the american dream. Now the red, white, and blue is the red, gold, and green. The man controls the money, and he starts a war, but fight it? No, that's what the working-class is for. So he hides behind a bible, and he hides behind a flag, And he hides behind your brother in a body-bag. He hides behind the covers, yeah cause while he sleeps, He's counting up the bodies like he's counting sheep! He goes... One, two, three, four, five, six, seven-thousand more! ( Who's keepin' score? ) Come on, come on and give us blood & money. Color T.V.s with super-sonic sound. Bow down before the land of milk and honey, While we burn our bridges, burn our bridges to the ground. Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! (Yeah-yeah!) Ah-ha-ha! Blood & Money, Blood & Money, Blood & Money make the world go round.