Here our tycoons stand from all around the world
Waiting in a line to hear the moochers cry
All are gathered here, victory is near

John Galt will fill the hall
bringing Reason to us all
We alone are fighting for freedom that is ours

We own the right to live the life, we're here against the Powers
Now swear by life that which you love and which you own
Stand and fight together until the left is torn!


Refrain:
Giants everywhere

Shrug your arms into the air
We're Motors, Motors of the World


Like thunder from the sky
Sworn to sell and buy
We're Motors, Motors of the World


II
Moochers stand against us but they will never win

We said we would return and here we are again
To bring them all capital, enterprise and thrift
We are the Atlas of the World, we are producers of all things

There you wait in fear with bills in feeble hands
With dreams to be a King, longing to command
We call you out and charge you all with a life that is a lie

And in your final hour all looters gonna die!



Bridge:
If I should fall in business, my workers who fight by my side
Gather my books and contracts; tell my stockholders how I died

Until then prudent I be; I will profit from all that is real
Socialists in my way will die - by Rearden's Steel!