Of all things malign
An accident on the assembly line today
Cut him to the bone
"But what can you expect from clumsy 8-year-olds?" I'm told
Look outside the window
See the growing crowd
Of kids with missing arms and feet?
Nothing to eat?
What cold heartless beast
Can sit and have his feast every night
While their plight's always in his sight?
Robber Baron in the tower
Counting all his gold
You know while he goes unchecked
And stays in power
He's never gonna let
He's never gonna let
He's never gonna let us go!
Marching in the streets
The mighty hammer of the Baron's own police
With their flags and guns
And guns and drums and boots
And blood red banners, dogs and guns
Black-shirts pound the pavement
With their bold insignias of wolves
And bats and snakes
And birds of prey
Filling us with fear
Our hearts are full of tears
Who so vain, for his gain
Causes so much pain?
An accident on the assembly line today
Cut him to the bone
"But what can you expect from clumsy 8-year-olds?" I'm told
Look outside the window
See the growing crowd
Of kids with missing arms and feet?
Nothing to eat?
What cold heartless beast
Can sit and have his feast every night
While their plight's always in his sight?
Robber Baron in the tower
Counting all his gold
You know while he goes unchecked
And stays in power
He's never gonna let
He's never gonna let
He's never gonna let us go!
Marching in the streets
The mighty hammer of the Baron's own police
With their flags and guns
And guns and drums and boots
And blood red banners, dogs and guns
Black-shirts pound the pavement
With their bold insignias of wolves
And bats and snakes
And birds of prey
Filling us with fear
Our hearts are full of tears
Who so vain, for his gain
Causes so much pain?
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