How many times must we see
The burden of the rich
Placed upon the backs of the poor.
How many times will we scream for change
But only get empty promises.
How many times will we fall for the same old lies
As the hippocrits laugh in their estates.
And as much as we plead,
They tell us that tired reply:
"Let them eat cake"
When will we say enough is enough
This mule's back is broken.
What will it take to make us act?
If they say let us eat cake,
Then it's our time to cry:
Let them eat shit.