Lyrics IMF - Brazzaville

IMF

Little girl from Hindustan
Holds the world inside her hand
Poorer than a Delhi rat
Feeds the dolphins at the ghat
Factory ships and market share
Stocks and bonds and thinning hair
IMF and shanty towns
Your heroes hiding underground
Look!
He’s like a skeleton
Walking naked through Sudan
His children and his wife are dead
He’d like a bullet in his head
Factory ships and market share
Stocks and bonds and thinning hair
IMF and shanty towns
Your heroes hiding underground