Same Old Riff

The powerless are the problem, as if, as if

The powerless are the problem, the same old riff

Heard it many times before

A flirtatious voice from a limousine

The privileged engages the predator

For reasons mutually obscene

The powerless are the problem, as if, as if

The powerless are the problem, the same old riff

The landlord and his servants sing

Twisted hymns to truth decay

Blameless bigots with rust free gall

And a scapegoat for every day

The right wing repetition goes on and on

The right wing repetition, the same old song

Where callous choices reflect

A self centred World

A product of the vile

And foul ambition pricks

The hearts of kings

And there is no remorse

Often times to answer

Their mean desires

Spite and swords and fire

And the envious do not care

Whose house they burn

If they get a share