He was a leader on his big parade Rising from the easy to persuade He was a liar hiding his true aims Soon enough they'd all become his slaves He was a vulture waiting for his prey They thought that everything would be ok He was a tyrant stepping on the hopes Of all the people that he'd soon betray Hungry for power Climbing to the top His head was on fire And he would never stop He was a victim of his own greed In time the revolution would succeed He was a leader with a rope around his neck And with his fall his people were all freed Hungry for power Climbing to the top His head was on fire And he would never stop