They couldn't get youYou knew what to do
you looked all around and you found there was nothing 
to lose
And how does it fit
your keen interest
that some are in Prada and others not wearing a stitch?
So you spend death-gamble days,
blackjack at night
Noone goes out
without a fight
No more
just sitting back
while the bank robs the store
and that's how the weeble wobbles
and that's how the tower topples
They couldn't get you
you knew what to do
you looked all around and you found there was nothing 
to lose
And how did you see
that you could break free
from the now barely-legal tradition of duplicity
Tea in the park
Pigs in the dark
You turn an eagle into a lark
No more
just looking on
while they lock up the poor
and you crawled up silent
through the mines
and you slew the giant
from behind