It’s the new deal said the priest as he took hold of the knife
And cut out the heart of the sacrifice

It’s the new deal said the president as the mass of people starved
He stood upon his altar – a pyramid of cars

It’s the new deal said the minister with this echo of words, he cries
As his people cling to workshops that disintegrate into lies

And on the ivory tower, the fat cat plays his hand
It’s the new deal he grins aloud as the world crumbles into sand

It’s the new deal of the century

2009