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Can you grasp the situation?

Or is it getting out of hand

Riots, killing in the streets

Over the color of a man

Everybody looks the same

With their head stuck in the hand

Every one looks the same

'til you see where they stand

Reactionary politics

Are the order of the day

It makes me really sick to

See the poor, treated this way

Caviar and limousines

High finance and jelly beans

Decorate the east wing california modern

It' great to be the king

Did you see the demonstrations in another land

Over weapons annihillation care of uncle sam

The stock market does not reveal

The arms that they have sold

Half the world can’t get a meal

The war is getting cold

A bushel or a barrel

Neither can be saved

You feed your beef with wasted wheat

To dominate your crave

Can you hear the foreign voices

Can you understand?

Every great civilisation crumbles in the sand

Organizations and their plans

I’m anti swa, anti klan

P.L.O., J.D.L., they can all burn in hell

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