Imf Lyrics & Chords By Terry Lynn

A team from the IMF which is currently in Jamaica Is wrapping up a four day visit For a technical assessment Of the country's financial situation... "The issue is to make globalization Work for the benefit of all There will not be a good future for the rich If there is no prospect for a better future For the pure... Poor" Them go build up them place for them investment Bout them interest rates so where the interest went None for the poor me no see no evidence Who pay the revenue ain't got no residence On the avenue so they can't pitch no tent Govey gon with the loot the 100 percent Not share the fruit not even one tenth So tell me how the youths them feel content? There will not be a good future for the rich if there is not prospect for a better future for the pure, poor Pure, poor Pure, poor When IMF do the lending The gormandizer them descending Raid the barn run away with the corn now Tell me what them defending The money done so them start the pretending Like it's the roadway them use it mending Think slavery days gone but still been going on now When shall it come to an ending We shout solidarity And we can't get no help from them policy Our plight is not their priority All we see is just partiality From government and police brutality Human rights justice equality Is for the rich to increase popularity none for the majority No funds for the charity me check out the chemistry Only the ghetto youth inna the cemetery Them go use the money build up penitentiary And don't see education elementary It's the key to the 21st century the only entry You lament in parliament naw make no sense to me So listen up When IMF do the lending The gormandizer them descending Raid the barn run away with the corn now Tell me what them defending The money done so them start the pretending Like it's the roadway them use it mending Think slavery days gone but still been going on now When shall it come to an ending Our problems too numerous to mention Till we a seek some divine intervention Give me way make me address the convention Tell me where's the old lady's pension Hey What's the plan for the youths in detention And for the poor who need some attention Tell me what about the crisis prevention You all forgot these things when you win your election When IMF do the lending The gormandizer them descending Raid the barn run away with the corn now Tell me what them defending The money done so them start the pretending Like it's the roadway them use it mending Think slavery days gone but still been going on now When shall it come to an ending There will not be a good future for the rich if there is no prospect for a better future for the pure... poor