The
Unfair Trade Rap
P. It's not fair. It's not fair.
Trade rules ain't gettin us anywhere
P.
The way things are, are keepin' us poor.
We get less while you rich get more.
R.
We'd like to help, to make it fair.
But money is our master an' he don't care.
P.
World Trade Organisation, that's where it's at.
But it's rules are immoral, they're for the fat cats.
P.
Huge delegations from the rich,
Rich West Are making up rules that suit them best.
P.
We'd like to help, to make it fair,
but money is our master an' he don't care.
P.
You force our markets open and dump your cheap excess.
You ruin our economy, our livelihoods a mess.
P. You put tariffs on our products so it's hard to trade with you.
We're not allowed to do the same, does that sound fair to you?
R.
We'd like to help, to make it fair,
But money is our master an' he don't care.
P.
One rule for you, another for us.
If it were the other way you'd sure make a fuss!
P.
Multi-national Corporations wreck our water, air and trees.
The environment is screaming, it's falling on it's knees.
R.
We'd like to help, to make it fair.
But money is our master an' he don't care.
P.
You want all your favourites; coffee, chocolate and tea.
We slave all day for a miserable fee.
P.
Trade rules are killin' us, can't you see?
We just won't survive without equality.
R.
We'd like to help, to make it fair.
But money is our master an' he don't care.
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