Revolution of Thinking
We are parasites on the earth,
We are bandying words with our creator,
Babylon is burning blue,
And the people are getting scared of you.
england will be drowned by tears,
Who wants to live another year,
Christmas is over, A misonomer,
Survival on the shore.
The wreckage of carriageways,
Jacknifed and strewn,
Every voice speaks of doom,
From morn till noon.
The rich are now begging in doorways,
The homeless have taken back what is yours,
The underground know the score,
All we ever wanted was more.
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