The Company Of Amateur Souls - False Profits (A1m1) Lyrics

They roll into town selling their wares
Take stock, they say, the world is not to share
Such a show, complete with drum rolls
Kings of the market they are buying lost souls

If you need answers they have many of them
But they don't have the answer to our problem
They tell the crowd what they want to hear
Watch them playing with their fear

Come on come on now
We've got to find the truth somehow
Don't let our freedoms be forfeit
Following the path of the false profits

They point their fingers and try to accuse
No proof needed no sane excuse
Some are old some are merely children
Our enemies they say are all well hidden

Some feel save and happy to condemn
Others are not so sure what it means to them
One thing is certain they cause a rift
And that has to be is the devils gift

Come on come on now
We've got to find the truth somehow
Don't let our freedoms be forfeit
Following the path of the false profits

We have all the same fears and hopes
The differences we see are like different coats
And if we can live and work side by side
We are clearly not across any great divide

If we build a wall, it can only enclose
Those that struggle beside us equally
While living in towers looking down their nose
That's where we'll find our common enemy

The day they said they were on our side
I'm telling you friend that's the day they lied
They're not prophets just for profit you'll find
So please don't let them poison your mind

Their crowd is cheering while they brag on
Their snake oil sells from the band wagon
They're confident that they have cures
But not for my pain and not for yours

Come on come on now
We've got to find the truth somehow
Don't let our freedoms be forfeit
Following the path of the false profits