| They intrude before the morning, take good folk without a warning
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| From safe havens they were given kindly before being driven
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| Into places where dark tyrants come with their weapons to silence
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| First rescued by the home office then thrown back to the lions
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| You lie about what you can do, promising everything but truth
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| Scandals ride as storms ensue we’re left waiting for bad news
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| As we witness your lack of action your promises a mere distraction
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| From power you think you have, politic man you make us laugh
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| [Hook}
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| But you do nothing Mr politic man
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| I don’t listen no more to the politic man
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| Tired of the words of the politic man, oh
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| Bidding for the rich then for our votes come crawling
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| I’m a rebel, the son of god a visiting and I’m on the level
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| I tell you I came here to help you to defeat the devil
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| I’m a rabbi with a masterplan my word tougher than metal
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| And you will never take me down because
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| I’m a rebel, the son of god a visiting and I’m on the level
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| I tell you I came here to help you to defeat the devil
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| I’m a rabbi with a masterplan my word tougher than metal
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| And you will never take me down because
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| I am a rebel rebel rebel
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| I am a rebel rebel rebel
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| I am a rebel rebel rebel
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| {Hook]
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| But you do nothing Mr politic man
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| I don’t listen no more to the politic man
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| Tired of the words of the politic man, oh
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| Bidding for the rich then for our votes come crawling
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| But you do nothing Mr politic man
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| I don’t listen no more to the politic man
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| Tired of the words of the politic man
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| Doing nothing to get the poor out of this jam
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| Then a rainbow paints a ribbon in the sky
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| How I long to go to be right by your side
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| Where the wind is blowing like a ship caught in the tides
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| I don’t want to die lord, I want to live like I’m alive
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| So raise your hands up for the poor man
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| I offer my hand up to the poor man
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| And the lord always show mercy to a poor man
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| But if you are rich you won’t get into heaven
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| [Hook}
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| But you do nothing Mr politic man
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| I don’t listen no more to the politic man
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| Tired of the words of the politic man, oh
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| Bidding for the rich then for our votes come crawling
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| Ohhh, we get sick of you Mr politic man
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| We get sick of you doing nothing Mr politic man
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| Ohhh, we get sick of you Mr politic man
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| Sick and tired of you doing nothing politic man |