Blah Blah Blah turns the clock
Blah Blah Blah crows the cock
Lie, lie, lie all the more
A sea of hands toil and sell
In the soul
Tolls the bell
What the truth is
Who can tell
Ask the King o'r your head
When you lay thee down to bed
Government meetings
Solicitor pawns
Brokered beginnings
A new day dawns
Enforcers ride the tide
Money, fear, power, pride
Keep the sheep
Like shepherd dogs
From wandering down
Forbidden roads
Dumbfounded, downtrodden
Lowly, oppressed
Keep your heads down
The magicians know best
Scramble now, no not to rest
Please the parents in the nest
High above
In gilded Towers
Hoping below
For candied showers
Try to run
While they take and take
In this life
No escape
Hope then on
Kingdom come
Trembling those
Who hold the gun
There the dawn
Of Freedom's Sun
Birthing out eternity
Giving Death to tyranny
Bitterness gone,
Grapes trampled down
The fig tree blossoms,
Praises resound
Pour out now from the vine
A bouquet of sweetest wine
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