When people ask me I always say That targeted assassination is the only way They might promise a better day but it's false and it's false and it's false They've stopped asking so how can we explain But the people for the people that was yesterday They'll keep taking more and more away 'til it's gone 'til it's gone 'til it's gone So take your snipers rifle in hand and do a massive favour to the people of these lands Assassinate a corporate billionaire Or their heirs or their heirs or their heirs They hold us back and keep us in our place They lie and cheat 7 steal from our plate If we were just we'd resign them to their fate With a gun with a gun with a gun
We're falling asleep at the wheel fellow slaves We must rise from this bed that we've made And never forget that we're all on our way To the grave to the grave to the grave
