On Monday, I caught you peeking at her world,
On Monday, I saw you reaching for my world...
Thinking, "Just how wrong could it be to want the things I never will own'"

On Monday, I saw you ripping off your fellow man,
On Monday, I saw you - greedy, wanton, merchant man...
Thinking, "Just could it be so wrong to want those things I never will own'"

Monday night, I saw you wishing for the better life,
Monday night, I heard you pray for the brand new life,
Some say if they would buy the world...
But those who own the world don't want us here.