[Verse 1]
I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering
Hear them crying out for heaven's own benevolence upon them
Hear destructive power prevailing, I hear fools falsely hailing
To the crooked wits of tyrants when they call
[Chorus]
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
[Verse 2]
I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper
All the crimes and acquisition turn to air and ash and vapor
And the rattle of the shackle, far beyond emancipator
And the lowliest who gather in their stalls
[Chorus]
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
So, while you sit and whistle Dixie with your money and your power
I can hear the flowers a-growing in the rubble of the towers
I hear leaders quit their lying, I hear babies quit their crying
I hear soldiers quit their dying, one and all
I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering
Hear them crying out for heaven's own benevolence upon them
Hear destructive power prevailing, I hear fools falsely hailing
To the crooked wits of tyrants when they call
[Chorus]
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
[Verse 2]
I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper
All the crimes and acquisition turn to air and ash and vapor
And the rattle of the shackle, far beyond emancipator
And the lowliest who gather in their stalls
[Chorus]
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
So, while you sit and whistle Dixie with your money and your power
I can hear the flowers a-growing in the rubble of the towers
I hear leaders quit their lying, I hear babies quit their crying
I hear soldiers quit their dying, one and all
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