Luyện nghe bài hát Invasion

The first got greedy, we're consuming it all
The third world's got hunger and military
This balance is a master plan
One gets from the other's land

They've got it all worked out and we our consent

got it all worked out for Central America
They've got it all worked out for
And in our we believe myths and over consume
And give our consent, dying in the shadow of the USA
Let them eat bullshit, the land pay

Make a fast deal the local elite
Then substitute cash crops where once wheat
Build a of dependence on a starvation diet
With food as a weapon, stay quiet

And multinational names blood on their brands
From taking an interest in lands
Del Monte, Tate and Lyle, Ralston
Coca-Cola, RTZ and
All packaging for the glamorous west
the company, exploit the rest

We are not by distance
But by and our racist history
Just a width away
impossible to see across
This in front on me

It's we who write history
We who guard the tree
We the companies
We the colonies

And when the system starts to
We'll have to ready to it all back

See the space which lies between the and the poor
How the space increases as we on taking more
Keeping space between us all
Is how the can keep control

With a mission and a cheque promising aid
Posing for the camera, the United man came
He talked of control and the drought
And the way that the West would bail out

They he smiling and talked conditions
Of mutual aid, of wishes
Sending in aid sewn on strings
If they won't buy arms, then pulled back in

Feeding the world American
Col. has an empire behind his smile
Back up the investments a military regime
Then cleverly say, "It's to the world free"

But the multinational are beginning to fall
The poor don't want aid, want control
And if we really want to see the World eat
We've got to see through the wrapping on the street

Past barriers of culture that dictate our
We're busy consuming as the half dies
And the answer's not a question on
Not whilst profit's still the top

So let the shop fronts know what to expect
And you bosses of
And the cycle of children
keep on going round
Until we burn the to the ground