They’re Looting the Economy Again

When the bottom falls out from under us, They’re already standing on the floor, Buying up the broken pieces Like they’ve done it all before.

[Verse 1]
I saw it on the evening news,
Same suits, different lies,
Shaking hands behind closed doors
While the factory town dies.
They say the market needs some help,
Say it’s just a temporary bend,
But the checks go up to Wall Street
And the bills come back to us again.

[Pre-Chorus]
They call it rescue, call it aid,
Call it saving what they own,
But every dollar that they steal
Is another nail in someone’s home.

[Chorus]
They’re looting the economy again,
Pouring champagne while the rest of us drown,
Bailing out the kings of the crash
As they auction off the town.
Same old crime, same old friends,
Different year, same damn end—
We lose our jobs, they cash it in,
They’re looting the economy again.

[Verse 2]
I remember ‘08 like a scar,
Foreclosure signs like crosses in the yard,
Mama’s pension disappeared,
Banker got a brand-new car.
They said “nobody saw it coming,”
Swore they’d never do it twice,
Now they’re smiling at the fire
While they’re rolling loaded dice.

[Pre-Chorus]
When the bottom falls out from under us,
They’re already standing on the floor,
Buying up the broken pieces
Like they’ve done it all before.

[Chorus]
They’re looting the economy again,
Printing mercy for the powerful few,
There’s no safety net for working hands,
Just another lie dressed up as truth.
When the crash comes crashing in,
They don’t bleed, they only win—
We lose our future, they ascend,
They’re looting the economy again.

[Bridge]
It ain’t bad luck, it ain’t fate,
It’s policy signed and sealed,
A system built to break our backs
So their pockets stay filled.
When the lights go out for us,
They’re already counting the take,
Another crisis by design,
Another fortune they’ll make.

[Final Chorus]
They’re looting the economy again,
With clean hands and dirty math,
Selling off tomorrow cheap
For a billion-dollar laugh.
If history’s a warning bell,
It’s ringing loud, it’s ringing plain—
Hold on tight, the rich are ready,
They’re looting the economy again.

[Outro]
So remember who was smiling
When the bottom finally fell,
They weren’t caught inside the wreckage—
They were ringing the bell.