Of all things malign
An accident on the a**embly line today
Cut him to the bone
But what can you expect from clumsy eight-year old's I'm told?
Look outside the window
You see the growing crowd of kids with missing arms and feet? nothing to eat?
What cold-heartless beast can sit and have his feast?
Every night while their plight's always in his sight
Robber Barron in the tower
Counting all his gold
You know while he goes unchecked and stays in power
He's never gonna let, never gonna let, never gonna let us go
Marching in the streets: The Mighty hammer of the Barron's own police
With their flags and guns, and guns, and drums, and blood red banners, dogs and guns
Blackshirts pound the pavement with the bold insignia of wolves and bats and snakes and birds of prey
Filling us with fear
Our heart's are filled with fear
Who's so vain? For his name? Causing so much pain?
Robber Barron in the castle
Basking in his creed
You know while he breaks no sweat and gets no ha**le
He's never gonna let, never gonna let, never gonna let us free!
Robber Barron in the tower
Counting all his gold
You know while he goes unchecked and stays in power
He's never gonna let, never gonna let
WHAT DO YOU WANT? (FREEDOM!)
WHEN DO YOU WANT IT? (NOW!)
Only we can make us free!