What a wonderful place. 

Where buildings rise 

and cities fall short of a better place. 

What a wonderful feeling it would be, 

to sit back and watch it all fall down. 

Just might, put me to sleep at night. 

I'm not sure how to cope. 

In a place where the system depends on crushing and stepping 

on the lower classes for any source of profit 

its sick. 

In a place where the freedom of one man 

depends on another ones fall at the right price. 

It might as well be packages up and sold. 

In a place where the power of the rich 

gets spit back in our face 

and another on the streets feels the pain. 

In a place where a million voices can be wrong.