The people, dear, dear
They will survive, dear, dear
To their benefactors, dear, dear
The songs of protest, dear, dear
And our kindness
br/>The people, dear, dear
Will survive, dear, dear
To paradises, dear, dear
To our smiles, dear, dear
And our charity
br/>And our charity
A pencil and a ruler
A cold catches me
A flash almost blinds me
A memo that denies
A strong wind, a drizzle
A speck gets in my eye
A sound from a music club
A tax charge
A desire for a shop window
A girl on a corner
Today I catch you girl
As I sit on the latrine
A poster of a naked woman
The blind man crosses the street
Waiter, the meat is raw
Whose mother is it yours?
A hatred that destroys me
The blood flows, it corrodes
I want to be a hero
Fucking life, My Boy