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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Building castles in the air, Gold and diamonds everywhere; You were the brightest stars in your own skies In empty space you built your dreams Behind computer screens You rode in long expensive cars Drank in all the trendy bars As all the while you lied and bet Against the ones who'd hoped to get A piece of our communal pie; They bought your homes and bought the lie. It was all an inside job Pulled by a faceless mob Of bankers, lawyers and their ilk. It was all an inside job By a thoughtless, greedy mob Of men who rob the poor to sleep on silk. Smoking candles, fallen flowers Foreclosed homes and broken hours - This is the aftermath of what you've done, Games ill played and ill begun. And the rich get richer Though they've painted us the picture Of what happens when you set the weasels free. They've no concern for you or care for me Or the discrepancies we see; Should be enough for us that they should always be. No one's punished,no one pays, They remain complacent in their ways. It was all an inside job Staged by an untouched mob Of bankers, lawyers and their ilk. It was an inside job Perpetrated by the mob Of men who rob the poor and sleep on silk. And now this evil season Has descended without reason And the sheep will stand and wait To receive their unearned fate. I hope you're proud, you sleep at night While masses live by candlelight May your riches find you lone and cold When you at last are frail and old And no one mourns your passing days And none thought loyal will stay To watch with you all through the coming gloom That pushes you, alone, unto your tomb. Castle building in the air Gold and diamonds everywhere; The brightest stars will dim away Replaced by others, other days. And so it goes, the inside job Brought off by the blacksuited mob The bankers, lawyers and their ilk. The framers of the inside job That heartless, faithless, grasping mob Will one day drown, beneath a sea of silk.
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