Redgum - Critique in G lyrics

There's a ba*tard called the economy and it keeps poor people poor While the fat cats with the money go on making more and more They've wrapped him in bandages to hide his gaping sores So we can't see that he's just rotten to the core Oh they've pumped him with medicine perscribed by good old Dr Case No matter what they do we all get ripped off just the same The liberals slugged us twenty-three years until we'd had enough Everyone got sick of them so brought in uncle Gough Then he got sacked now Malcolm's back The neighbour of Nareen Got the biggest election that Tammy's ever seen Oh it doesn't matter who's in power cause it's a crooked game It's a sure bet we will all get ripped off just the same The economy's a mad machine which noone can control Fat cats fight for the driver's seat but the steering wheel's been sold To the yanks and other foreigners who'll give it a dizzy spin Any time they feel their ripped off pockets getting thin Oh a little touch of makeup it's such a goddamn shame It's a sure bet we will all get ripped off just the same Oh there's no two ways about it if we all don't force a change It goes on and on and we get ripped off just the same