the addiction of silver spoon

The addiction of silver spoon

The whole race will be doomed

When hardship turns up the volume

Will they know how to fish by the river?

Feeding the greedy hands

Feeding the corruptors of the land

Feeding the money for power

The people will never learn to fish

When the power base changes

The silver spoon will be gone

Will the race begin to earn?

Living the life of labour and capital?

Will they know how to fish?

When they stand alone in the crowd?

Maybe they will not see the future

They dream about the silver spoon