The Lost Children of Babylon - The Great Depression [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
I don't have to tell you things are bad
Everybody knows things are bad
It's a depression
Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job
The dollar buys a nickel's work
Banks are going bust
Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter
Punks are running wild in the street
And there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do
And there's no end to it

[Verse 1]
Modern money mechanics
Of the fraction the federal reserve loaned out of loans
This principal is absurd
Government bonds it's bondage
Instruments of debt
Working class mouths to feed got no subsistence left
So to make ends meet they submit to employment
Treasury manage liability deployment
Wage slave trade of the federal deficit
No predetermined limit
Bad let it get
[Interlude]
We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat
And we sit watching our TV's
While some local newscaster tells us that today
We had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes
As if that's the way it's supposed to be
We know things are bad - worse than bad
They're crazy
It's like everything everywhere is going crazy
So we don't go out anymore
[Interlude]
I don't want you to protest
I don't want you to riot
I don't want you to write to your congressman
Because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write
I don't know what to do about the depression a
And the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street
All I know is that first you've got to get mad
You've got to say, 'I'm a HUMAN BEING, Goddamnit!
My life has VALUE!'
So I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs
I want you to get up right now and go to the window
Open it, and stick your head out, and yell, 'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!'
I want you to get up right now, sit up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell - 'I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Things have got to change. But first, you've gotta get mad!... You've got to say, 'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Then we'll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it: "I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!"