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When will you realize we’re not their kind?

When they destroy the planet and leave us behind?

We are only cattle to the ruling class

Just part of the masses, pain in their asses

We’re piss poor, at least compared to them

But we can turn the tables on these businessmen

Drag them through the street, make em obsolete

When we finally take revenge on Wall Street

Fashion nooses from their suits and ties

Brand new decorations for every sky rise

Let the rats and pigeons have a feast

When we raise gallows over Wall Street

Let their swinging corpses serve to symbolize

How their greed and arrogance led to their demise

Justice has never tasted so sweet

When we take revenge on Wall Street