Red Flag Rising

Stripped of voice and tenure - sorry, no DSS' Cramped inside a concrete prison farmed by landed spivs What once was green and gold, marked by opportunity, now shadowed by false promise and crumbling remnants of deceit Drag out the slumlords Bury every one of them beneath the flag of the worker tear their veil of relief New rent paid in blood borrowed in defeat Bury every one of them under the hammer of the free Sever the debt, no more fetid revenue Reclaim the grifted riches from the butcher's hook When every truth is flexible and instrument for sale competing distortions conceal the dripping blade Take a look beyond the fence, the only real difference: visions of uncertainty, division and smear And from the spoils of discord, they built ailing walls Raze the invention that this blockade is fixed