Unto those who have enough
You give more free of charge
What becomes of those with nothing?
You stand back and let them starve
Well is your conscience clear
Safe in your Land of Plenty?
We wait outside your walls
Our pockets and our bellies empty
Panis angelicus
Fit panis hominum
Dat panis coelicus
Figuris terminum
O res mirabilis!
Manducat dominum
Dat panis coelicus
Figuris terminum
A systemized autocracy of authorized burocracy
Seems to have our people by the throats
It's time to make your choices
Stand up and use your voices
While you've still legal rights and votes
Let the wishes of the few
Outweigh the needs of many
In this land where money talks
We have little chance if any
Bring the nation back to basics
Lionize Dickensian dreams
Hide a heart that's grey and cold
Behind an image squeaky-clean
We're fighting to be free driven by necessity
She is the mother of invention
God bless the working men
Slaves three score years and ten
Who never beg for divine intervention
Panis angelicus
Fit panis hominum
Dat panis coelicus
Figuris terminum
O res mirabilis!
Manducat dominum
Dat panis coelicus
Figuris terminum
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