Why?
Chorus:
Hoard, hoard, hoard,
Oh my Lord,
Hoard, hoard, hoard,
Despite discord.
Disaccord.
Make your money hand over fist,
It's just that fate has planned a twist,
For when all is said and done,
You won't be left with a single one!
Hoarding of this world's wealth,
Will be the demise of your future health,
Hoarders of the Earth's resources,
Find their soles in eternal crisis.