Planting Seeds - Matt Elliott

When people ask me I always say

That targeted assassination is the only way

They might promise a better day but it’s false & it’s false yeah it’s false

They’ve stopped asking so how can we explain

By the people for the people that was yesterday

They’ll keep taking more & more away

'Til it’s gone & it’s gone & it’s gone

So take your snipers rifle in hand

& Do a massive favour to the people of these lands

Assassinate a corporate billionaire

Or their heirs or their heirs or their heirs

They hold us back & keep us in our place

They lie & cheat & steal from our plate

If we were just we’d resign them to their fate

With a gun with a gun with a gun

We’re falling asleep at the wheel fellow slaves

We must rise from this bed that we’ve made

& Never forget that we’re all on our way

To the grave to the grave to the grave