[Verso 1]


         Em                G 
They’re driving us out of town 
         Am               G 
‘Cause luxury makes the world go round 
   Am                    Em 
Read it in papers every morning 
 Am                                 Em 
“How could all this trouble come to pass? 
  Am                                Em 
Years and years we listened to the warning 
      Am                      Em 
That luxury is just a golden calf.“ 

        Am                  Em 
And you say the rich are parasites 
    Am              Em 
You say they are a curse 
        Am              Em                Am 
But as soon as you get yourself a little money 
                        B 
In your purse, you’re worse 


[Verso 2]


     Em                    G 
me traybt undz aroys fun shtot 
      Am                   G 
vayl eshirus iz der nayer got 

   Am                       Em 
shraybn tsaytungen arum di temes: 
Am                               Em 
vi zhe ken dos haynttsutog nokh zayn? 
Am                            Em 
durus lang farshteyen mir dem ams 
Am                       Em 
az eshirus iz a falsher vayn! 

        Am               Em 
aun me ruft dem eushr a paskudnyak 
        Am           Em 
aun me halt im far a brokh 
        Am               Em               Am                      B 
nor vi bald me fardint a bisl mzumn makht men dem eushr nokh. oy nokh: 


[Ponte]


G                       D 
oy, vi sheyn iz mayn mashindele! 
G                             D 
zet vi es halt in kepele di gantse velt! 
Em                                B 
Oy my little phone-y thing is beautiful 
    Em                           B 
See how fast it captures simply everything! 


[Refrão]


Em                  Am 
Nayn un Nayntsik, 99% are we 
Em 
99% don’t measure up these days 
                     Am 
To one who lives in luxury 

Em                                                         Am 
nayn-aun-nayntsik in der vog fun eulm-hzh kumt nit tsu tsu eyn gvir 
B                        Em 
nayn-aun-nayntsik zenen mir 
Em                  B                 Em                B 
nayn-aun-nayntsik, nayn-aun-nayntsik nayn-aun-nayntsik zenen mir 
Em                  B                 Em                 B 
nayn-aun-nayntsik, nayn-aun-nayntsik nayn-aun-nayntsik zenen mir 


[Verso 3]


     Em                   G 
You wanna join the one percent? 
       Am            G 
Just gather ninety-nine good friends: 
 C                                    Em 
Take from them the best they have to offer 
C                                  Em 
Let them eat the leavings of your meal 
 C                                 Em 
Soon you will be filling up your coffers 
C                                    Em 
Scraping heaven with your glass and steel 

            Am                  Em 
And if they say that you’re a dirty bum 
     Am              Em 
Who takes without restraint 
     Am               Em 
Just make a little donation 
            Am                           B 
And they’ll say that you’re a saint, a saint! 


[Verso 4]


       Em             G 
vilst vern an eushr haynt? 
   Am              G 
iz zaml nayn-aun-nayntsik fraynd 
C                                     Em 
nem tsu bay zey dos shenste aun dos beste 
 C                            Em 
zoln zey lebn a bisl eng aun shmol 
C                            Em 
du'st zikh boyen fundamentn feste 
C                                Em 
kratsn volkns mit dayn gloz-aun-shtol 

Am                            Em 
az me't dikh rufn a pust-aun-paskudnyak 
     Am           Em 
a megushemdiker shtik 
       Am               Em        Am               B 
zolst shenken a sheyne ndvh vestu vern an antik, antik! 


[Ponte]


G                        D 
aoy, vi klug iz aundzer eushrl 
G                                   D 
zet vi er veyst vi ostsuheyln di gantse velt 
Em                        B 
“Oy how smart is our philanthropist 
Em                                        B 
How he heals the whole wide world with charity 


[Refrão]


Em               Em Am 
Nayn un Naynstik, 99% are we 
Em 
One percent’s a lonely number 
Em                              Am 
Lonely with his riches and his luxury 

Em 
eyn-aun-eyntsik iz der eushr 
Em                                      Am 
eyn-aun-eyntsik mit zayn eshirus on a shyeur 
B                         Em 
nayn-aun-nayntsik zenen mir 

Em                 B 
Nyan un Nyantsik, Nayn un Nayntsik, 
Em                 B 
Nayn un Nayntsik zenen mir 
Em                 B 
Nyan un Nyantsik, Nayn un Nayntsik, 
Em                 B 
Nayn un Nayntsik zenen mir 


[Verso 5]


    Em                   G 
But if the wheel should turn 
         Am                   G 
And the stock market should crash and burn 
C                                   Em 
Bloody murder scream the ruling classes 
C                                  Em 
“Don’t blame us, we put the money down,“ 
           C                                Em 
While the rest of us are thrown out on our asses, 
C                              Em 
Looking for apartments out of town 
   Am           Em 
So be a pal and not a pig 
       Am                Em 
You’ll have yourself to thank 
       Am               Em 
Don’t make your home a slot machine 
       Am                    B 
Don’t turn your town into a bank 


[Verso 6]


  Fm                       G# 
tomer git zikh dos redl a drey 
       A#m                     G# 
aun di berzhe falt biz okh aun vey 
 C#                             Fm 
shrayt der eyn-protsentnik khi ukim 
C#                        Fm 
loz di tsrh nit tsum kern tsu! 
C#                         Fm 
bes mir vos esn gvirishe shireym 
C#                     Fm 
zukhn naye dirus - ober vu?! 
      A#m                 Fm 
aoyb a khvr aun nit keyn khzir zayn 
A#m               Fm 
iz dos lebn a geshank 
    A#m              Fm                
me makht nit fun a voynung a konte 
   A#m                         C 
me makht nit fun a shtot - a bank! 


[Ponte]


 G#                      D# 
nayn-aun-nayntsik iz a khvrshaft 
  G#                   D# 
eyn-aun-eyntsik iz a khzirshaft 
 Fm                C 
Ninety-nine is a community 
 Fm                 C 
One percent is a fuck-you-nity 

Fm                   A#m 
nayn-aun-nayntsik, 99% are we 
Fm                                 A#m 
99%, we are the 99%, we sing our melody 
Fm                                           A#m 
nayn-aun-nayntsik, lomir, 99 zingen aundzer shir 
C                        Fm 
nayn-aun-nayntsik zenen mir