Our thoughts and our lives
Controlled by pocket books
Of those politicians
Like a rich Daddy Warbux
They pay for the deaths of those
Who speak of a revolution
They keep us at each other's throats
While we still pay their tax notes
Revolting against the few
The rich, the bigoted few
They pay for the deaths of those
So we're revolting against the few
Our thoughts and our lives
Controlled by pocket books
Of those politicians
Like a rich Daddy Warbux
They pay for the deaths of those
Who speak of a revolution
They keep us at each other's throats
While we still pay their tax notes
Revolting against the few
The rich, the bigoted few
They pay for the deaths of those
So we're revolting against the few
Stand up, don't fall
But don't live but don't die for them
Revolting, revolting, revolting
Revolting, revolting, revolting
Revolting, revolting, revolting
Revolting against the few
The rich, the bigoted few
They pay for the deaths of those
So we're revolting against the few
Revolting against the few
Revolting against the few
Revolting against the few
Revolting against the few
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