the singing of ordinary people

Tragedy
Rivers to waterfalls
Roads to hillslopes
Eyes see it all

Tragedy
The wealth gone
Corruptions and greed take it all
Leaving the ordinary people
Struggling to live every day

Tragedy
You wake up
The driveway
Full of corpses

Tragedy
The swine fever mutates
New virus come into play
And the elites keep swallowing
The wealth through greed

Leaving the ordinary people
Struggling to live every day
When growing old to enjoy assets
Freedom to drive with old cars
National Automotive Policy
Swinging with its 6packs gun
Blazing the old buzzards into oblivion

Tragedy
Banks ignore the old
No cars growing loans hard to get
As the eyes close for good
The driveways open
The singing of ordinary people