Poor man's anger rising.
The ostrich hides his head.
While we say.
Soon the red blood will be boiling.
Little by little by little,
And blue blood will be dead.
And stone by stone
.Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down That fat boy fills his belly,
The rich boy sleeps in bed.
Poor boy sleeps on straw,
While we say.
My poor boys's a dead, Little by little by little,
And stone by stone. Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down.
The rich man drives his car past,
The poor man on bare feet.
That rich man do get what he wants
While we say.
The poor must know defeat, And stone by stone.
Little by little by little,
Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down.
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