As it is written...

The Rich own the Mine..
while the Fool gets the shaft.

In life your considered just another Fool...
unless you have enough Gold to Rule.

This Rule of Gold is absolute and True..
as it takes plenty of Gold for one to Rule.

So it really doesn't matter what you say or do...
for there is such a thing as a Golden Rule.

The one's with the Gold know well this Rule...
Gold is the Carrot they dangle before each Fool.

And how do I know about this steadfast Rule...
it has much to do with a slow steady screw.

Ask any Fool who works the day long...
a dollar you keep, the rest is gone.

Then as you turn your pockets inside out...
you find there's nothing but lint falling out.

This is a clue as to your lot in life...
no beautiful mistress, just a fat wife.

No Doctor, Lawyer or Indian Chief to marry...
Surprise! You get a bald headed beer belly.

Now if you have lots of Gold and are a loon...
your just an eccentric baying at the moon.

If ye be a pauper baying at the moon...
your odd personality just means your a loon.

Ask any fool how it's done...
it's not a mystery to anyone.

It's all about 'Us' versus 'Them'...
They consider us to be 'Them'.

Justice is only for those who can afford it...
as this is all the Justice which can be afforded.

For Justice relies on such an ordered system...
no; not the legal system... the banking system.

I must admit that I don't quite get it...
I've nothing left, and they don't get it.

Perhaps in my next life I'll do better...
wan'na bet I come back as a debtor.

I raise my voice in song to make the sun shine brighter...
as lifting the spirit does make the load a bit lighter.

Everybody sing......

You load sixteen tons, and what do you get?
another day older and deeper in debt

St. Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store