Planting Seeds

When people ask me I always say
That targeted assassination is the only way
They might promise a better day but it’s false & it’s false yeah it’s false
They’ve stopped asking so how can we explain
By the people for the people that was yesterday
They’ll keep taking more & more away
'Til it’s gone & it’s gone & it’s gone
So take your snipers rifle in hand
& Do a massive favour to the people of these lands
Assassinate a corporate billionaire
Or their heirs or their heirs or their heirs
They hold us back & keep us in our place
They lie & cheat & steal from our plate
If we were just we’d resign them to their fate
With a gun with a gun with a gun
We’re falling asleep at the wheel fellow slaves
We must rise from this bed that we’ve made
& Never forget that we’re all on our way
To the grave to the grave to the grave