Free Trade

You claim to keep your hands clean
while their stained by the blood of the people in captivity
they work harder everyday
unaware of the pain that's stitched in every seam
each product we import and each good that we recieve

Under estimated and under paid
the lives they live restrained to dwell in poverty
Keep consuming untill they fall
and you'll have nothing when their gone

Appliances we use, the cars we drive to work
the machine projecting this song to your ears wasn't made in your backyard
they work harder everyday
fuck you, the options they're given have limits
there's no way to compromise
confined without freedom, detained and mistreated in chains

Under estimated and under paid
the lives they live restrained to dwell in poverty
Keep consuming untill they fall
and you'll have nothing when their gone

All in the name of free trade