So you found a piece of land
Not bad for second-hand
The dream is good and well for good men such as you
It's all come true
Look now they're going down
Going down to stand around
Stand around to show the town that they were there in view
But where were you?
The big old wigs are loving rough
Will you tap out have you had enough
Mutiny is our safe word
Isn't it easy?
Operate the hands of fate
How much more do you want to take?
The power's in the people's grid
Put em on ice
Just down the interstate
They're crying for a piece of cake
Would you be on the street in 1792
Well would you?
The big old wigs are loving rough
Will you tap out have you had enough
Mutiny is our safe word
Isn't it easy?
Operate the hands of fate
How much more do you want to take?
The power's in the people's grid
Put em on ice
We've seen the hit and run
Last call for anyone
Can't get the people out
They've given up on you
That sound's a false alarm
No coup for anyone
The flames engulf the building
We're just hitting snooze
What's to lose
The big old wigs are loving rough
Will you tap out have you had enough
Mutiny is our safe word
Isn't it easy?
Operate the hands of fate
How much more do you want to take?
The power's in the people's grid
Put em on ice
So you don't like that which you see
But you've got room enough to breathe
Some say a privileged place
But is it that easy?
Pitchforks are hard to find
You catch the news throw it online
Looks good, you've done your deed
Isn't that nice!