12 May, 2009

Can't You See (That We're Wicked Too)

Eyes do pick
At the break of day
Over whom the broken fall
Of whom to the swollen say
Do make this war.

All of the folk know who pick their doom
Can't you see we're wicked too
Doesn't every man who's poor
Know why the rich.. must have their war?

Eyes of the cloaked from fact are blue;
Who makes  a dollar say the truth?
Can't you see, can't you see we're wicked too?

I'm gonna answer  a peoples claim, 
Their offer I can't refuse.
Hey, now the poor don't have to complain
They have our faith to gently say,
Can't you see, can't you see that we're 
Wicked too.

Like it or not we'll be going broke,
One way or other
We can't recover.
Can't you see, can't you see that we're wicked too?

God had away with manly fools,
He offered them a drink,
Some folks asked for the straight up truth
Some, on the rocks,
Got a cold  deluge...

Can't you see
Can't you see that we're wicked too?

I have a lie that I tell each day,
I tell people I'm fine,
Then find a way to make the poor man lose,
Entitled {now} to a rich man's life:
Can't you see, oh... can't you see that we're wicked too?


Hey, get a couple low price bids,
Down on the labor of low class kids
For they aren't is lucky as you and I,
To live in a country where the slaves all died.
Can't you see, oh can't you see that we're
wicked too?

Eyes do pick
At the break of day
Over whom the broken fall
Of whom to the swollen say
Do make this war;

Can't you see, can't you see.................can't you?

 
 
 
 

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