Mal Webb - Ringbark lyrics

The money-go-round is overwound The gambolling horses bound And throw the Toorak cowboy To the ground So will he survive, take a dive Or flay his foe alive Armed with a Gucci watch And a 4-wheel drive Ringbark your heart Subdivide your soul A troll will take its toll A virtual tear, so sincere Is programmed to appear The sound of patting backs is coming near That's my turn off, let me out right here The Earth doesn't understand economics Volcanoes really don't give a hoot About political theory Gravity goes down And entropy tends to go up Whatever that means to a rock And for the ocean there's no notion Of religious devotion and yet we'll still be Finding new cows to kowtow to When the sun gives up with a cough 'Cos we think we're so tough So is it a rort to export The same stuff we import? All in the name of good financial sport Humanity flows in exposing Something on the nose On the face of the Earth A nasty freckle grows Ringbark your heart Subdivide your soul A troll will take its toll Exorbitant fees catch the breeze And spread like some disease Ascending graphs are going to Bring us to our knees That's my turn off, let me out here please