Hey, Rich King Midas, what are you going to turn to gold?
Hey, Rich King Midas, what are you going to turn to gold?
You can use the mighty river by the factory
To carry away the poisons of manufacturing
Increase the bottom line with a sewer to the sea
Put your finger to the living water, turn it to gold
Hey, Rich King Midas, what are you going to turn to gold?
Hey, Rich King Midas, what are you going to turn to gold?
A grand expanse of ancient wilderness
Where the last of countless species can exist
But the earth can be mined, and the trees can be sold
Put your finger to the living land, turn it to gold
Hey, Rich King Midas, who are you going to turn to gold?
Hey, Rich King Midas, who are you going to turn to gold?
There's money to be made with workers overseas
Where unions are not allowed and work protections are weak
And there's razor wire around factories
Put your finger to a living child, turn her to gold
Put your finger to a living child, turn her to gold
Put your finger to a living child, turn her to gold