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 & it's false

They've stopped asking so how can we explain
But the people for the people that was yesterday
They'll keep taking more & more away
'til it's gone 'til it's gone 'til 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 7 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