Sangtekst: Extrema. The Positive Pressure (Of Injustice). Money Talks.

Someone told him to submit people
With a piece of fucking paper

Work for myself
Not to pay tax(es)
To make much more cash

Money running in technicolor
Explain the message to the stupid mass(es)

Your parents reek of dishonour
We're tired of your lies
And shit like that

Chorus
But now money has fucked you up
(It's) used you up
Ripped you off

And now money possesses you
Money talks
How about you?

No social life
Why waste my time
I got yours, you got mine

No love interest
None of your business
I pay when I want to love

My name is like any others
My nickname is guaranteed proof
I want succes, fame and glory
Your final defeat, my victory

Chorus

Humanity is for sale!!! X4
GTR solo

Humanity is for sale!!!
Humanity is for sale!!! SLAVES!!! X2

Someone told him to submit people
With a piece of fucking paper

Work for myself
Not to pay tax(es)
Leave my own way
Just go away

Chorus

Humanity is for sale!!!
Humanity is for sale!!! SLAVES!!! X2