The Left is Right

It begins
When we chain ourselves to the ATMs
Make a mess
When we pitch our tents on the statehouse steps
Now we’re taking it
Now we’re taking it back
Now we’re taking it
Now we’re taking it back
For the greater good
Goddamn Robin Hoods
Fan the flames
Serve them cocktails down at the Stock Exchange
Hear the screams
Take our baseball bats to the limousines
They’ll be talking us
They’ll be talking us up
They’ll be talking us
They’ll be talking us up
To the journalists
If there’s any left
You know the Sixties proved that change is hit or miss
Every bloody pacifist concedes the truth
If one must die to save the ninety-nine
Maybe it’s justified
The left is right
We’re doomed