LIQUID VISION
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POORER THAN THE POOR
Your smoothness your charm hide the ugliness of greed
You’re lackeys tread behind you it’s a sorry sight indeed
The firmness of your handshake screens a steely blade of hate
I dread to think just what’ll be your next grave mistake
You talk of democracy and of a lasting peace
Why do I get the feeling you won’t turn the other cheek
Your war machine is in a state of ever readiness
Your aides your spin doctors they do their very best
You just keep on playing
Your foolish little game
Don’t you ever come a knocking on my door
You speak of need
You speak of need and poverty
It’s you who’s really so much poorer than the poor
Your craving for power is all that you know
Seemingly unquenchable a fire that is aglow
Your vacant resolve is what frightens me most
It’ll be your undoing when you vacate your post
You just keep on playing
Your foolish little game
Don’t you ever come a knocking on my door
You speak of need
You speak of need and poverty
It’s you who’s really so much poorer than the poor
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