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Back to the punk!
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Lyrics
Don't say sorry when the fault isn't yours
Don't go on knocking on those unopened doors
Don't go on giving when the taking never ceased
The power's in the hands of the one who cares the least
They'll never phone you when you want them to,
To keep in contact it's all down to you,
You can't upset them, all you want is peace,
The power's in the hands of the one who cares the least.
Chorus
Take the power from,
The ones who ran away
Take the power from
From those who've had their say
Take the power from them
They know not what they do, (what they do they know not)
The politician's sat in the house in the house changing laws
He doesn't realize the faults and the flaws,
People going hungry while the fat cats feast,
The powers in the the hands of the ones who cares the least
Chorus x 2
Don't go on knocking on those unopened doors
Don't go on giving when the taking never ceased
The power's in the hands of the one who cares the least
They'll never phone you when you want them to,
To keep in contact it's all down to you,
You can't upset them, all you want is peace,
The power's in the hands of the one who cares the least.
Chorus
Take the power from,
The ones who ran away
Take the power from
From those who've had their say
Take the power from them
They know not what they do, (what they do they know not)
The politician's sat in the house in the house changing laws
He doesn't realize the faults and the flaws,
People going hungry while the fat cats feast,
The powers in the the hands of the ones who cares the least
Chorus x 2
TobinMueller
More protest songs should be this fun. Well done all around.
Perfect for the genre. love the looseness, the energy, the
lyrics.