The scum of the earth Sitting In your safe palace Looking down At all of the peasants Who slave away Just to make a living Just to fill their hunger While you sit there on your throne of lies Never doing anything To make the world a better place Death And taxes And bastard politicians The only thing That we can Count on The only thing That never strays away If we What if we could win What if we What if we could win This fight This war they're waging on us