Bloodrock - Stilled By Whirlwind Tongues lyrics

Where is the poet? Where is the singer? Where is the painter? All the maidens fair Who stole the richness? Who took contentment? What brought the famine? All with laden care All these people have been stilled by whirlwind tongues A certain sector has made clowns of everyone Of good women who are left I know but some Propaganda's flailing tune has been sung Where is the thinker? Where is the bourgeois? Where is the maiden? All the singers fair Who dressed the ladies? Who switched the gender? What makes the kingdom Fall to destined heirs? All these people have been stilled by whirlwind tongues Politicians twirling on each others thumbs Keeping all the s**es drugged and neatly plumbed Self-indulgent's flailing tune has been sung