Here's Malvina Reynolds' take on the subject...

THE MONEY CROP -

Oh, money has its' own way
And money has to grow
It grows on human blood and bone
As any child would know
It's iron stuff and paper stuff
With no life of its' own
And so it gets its' growing sap
From human blood and bone.

Many a child is hungering
Because the wage is low
And men will die on battlefields (I sing "many will die")
To help the money grow
And those who take the money crop
They're at it without end
They plant it in the tenements
To make it grow again...

The little that they leave for us
We cannot make a seed
We spend it on our shoddy clothes
And every daily need
We spend it in a minute
In an hour it is gone
To find its' way to grow again
On human blood and bone
Blood and bone....

(c. Schroder Music Co. 1966)
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Joyce
(sure I'm a Marxist...Harpo was always my favorite)