The mormon just ignores that there's a poor man at the door
The wealthy hold a private masquerade
And the kind man is a victim to the tragedies of war
The guilty man's a victim of the plague
But he'll survive
He won't get much sleep tonight but still survive
You want your freedom well it doesn't come for free
You want to take a hint well just take it from me
Hide inside your mansion that you'll never call a home
Cos money you can loan but you'll be lonely on your own
The taxman spent his winnings on an outdated machine
The people's voice is easy to ignore
And the elders asked for nothing but a change in the routine
We give a hundred reasons to uproar
They wanted more
Whats yours is mine but mine was never yours
Just like before
You want your freedom well it doesn't come for free
You want to take a hint well just take it from me
Hide inside your mansion that you'll never call a home
Cos money you can loan but you'll be lonely on your own
I'm sick of all the sycophants, and their sycophantic ways
I'm sick of all the sycophants, and their sycophantic ways
I'm sick of all the sycophants, and their sycophantic ways
I'm sick of all the sycophants, and their sycophantic ways
You want your freedom well it doesn't come for free
You want to take a hint well just take it from me
Hide inside your mansion that you'll never call a home
Cos money you can loan but you'll be lonely on your own
Money you can loan but you'll be lonely on your own
Well money you can loan but you'll be lonely on your own