Kill the Power

The cities brown with the corporate decay

There's no water for my lips much less for may face

They say 'quiet or we'll take it away' but it was never ours anyway

We are small men tend to your gardens

Light up your houses for new years and christmas

The sun is rising on our red stained shirts

None of them are coming down

None of us are coming up we've got to

Kill the power

Kill the power with their own hands

Something wrong has come over this crowd

Through all the furrowed brows I can't smell the flowers

Step out of the ranks and you'll see

There is only a uniform between you and me brother

I had a dream that the house was on fire

And you were the only one in it

I had a dream that the house was on fire

And I was the one who started it

All hail the goddess