God Bless You Very Wealthy Men

God bless you very wealthy men,
You never have to see
The people all around you who
must live in misery.
You keep the poor far from your door,
You know no poverty.
O tidings of capital gains....

God bless you very wealthy men,
Do you repeat this song?
You owe success to your hard work,
no one helped you along.
You've raised yourself to the top shelf;
Your bootstraps must be strong.
O tidings of capital gains. ...

God bless you poor and working folks,
I do regret to tell:
There is no safety net to catch you
if you ever fell.
Without much wealth or any health
insurance when unwell.
O tidings of capital gains....

God bless you poor and working folks
They've cut you down to size
Entitled only to those things
you can afford to buy,
When pensions, schools, and fire protection
All are privatized.
Oh tidings of capital gains...

God bless you very wealthy men,
whatever comes to pass,
You have no fear that you will be
kicked out upon your ass.
I have a feeling that your ceiling is
Not made of glass.
O tidings of capital gains....
God bless you poor and working folks,
It's time to take a stand for
Decent wages, pensions, health
Are just and right demands.
It's time to fight we must unite.
Won't you lend a hand?
O tidings of capital gains....