Rhythms of Revolution Jim & Jean

[Verse 1: Jim Glover, Jim & Jean Glover]
In a building of gold, with riches untold
Lived the families where the country was founded
And the merchants of style, with their vain velvet smiles
Were there, for they also were hounded
And the soft middle class crowded into the last
For the building was fully surrounded
And the noise outside was the rhythms of revolution

[Verse 2: Jean Glover, Jim & Jean Glover]
Oh, sadly stared and sank in your chairs
And searched for a comforting notion
And the rich silver walls looked ready to fall
As they shook in doubtful dеvotion
And the ice cubes would clink as you frеshened your drinks
Wet your minds in bitter emotion
And they talked about the rhythms of revolution

[Verse 3: Jim Glover, Jim & Jean Glover]
We were hardly aware of the hardships they beared
For our time was taken with treasure
Oh, life was a game and work was a shame
And pain was prevented by pleasure
And the world cold and gray was so far, far away
In distance only money could measure
But their thoughts were broken by the rhythm of revolution