If the greedy were the starving
If the masters were the slaves
If the owners became the dogs
How would they behave?

'Cause selling family heirlooms
For one fifty or a pound
Is like standing outside
Burger King
Selling horse and hound

Cause sleeping in a doorway
With a futon and a quilt
Is like crying in the rubble
Of a building that you built

The day that you're not man enough
Is the day you cease to be
A wheel-barrow full of leaves
From a rotten apple tree

If the mugger was a woman
And the man just passing by
Would ya' ___ and bitch and slag it up
You'd shrivel up and die
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