There’s a man with a bruise on his hand   and it got there from breaking his back   sowing seeds on another man’s land  oh damn  There’s woman at home   and it hurts to the bone  rips out her soul why he does it   he don’t even know  oh no  There’s a child in the womb and he’s already doomed  Ghetto consumes and he probably won’t see 22  And that ain’t cool    Help me tell me what could ever be heavier than that  Never seeing what we could  have achieved with the weight of the world on our backs    Money makes the world go round  Build us up to break us down  Can we last another round  Long enough to break that chain  Money makes the world go round  Build us up to break us down  Can we last another ‘round  Long enough to break that chain    There’s a boy in the core on a strange foreign shore  Fighting a war but don’t know what he’s fighting it for  No more  There’s a fence surrounding the project housing  People are drowning the problems they can’t get in  And can’t get out  And the jar is filled, you can swallow the pill  But you never get better,  the money is keeping you ill  And that’s for real    Help me tell me what could ever be heavier than that  Never seeing what we could  have achieved with the weight of the world on our backs    Money makes the world go round  Build us up to break up down  Can we last another round  Long enough to break that chain  Money makes the world go round  Build us up to break us down  Can we last another ‘round  Long enough to break that chain    Money makes the world go round  Build us up to break up down  Can we last another round  Long enough to break that chain    these lyrics are submitted by sarah