Anti System The Table Must Turn
Goodbye for now, the ignorant rich shut their doors
Making sure they're locked from those so desperately poor
f..ck to the dying and the hungry, the rich have all they need
With their wealth, possessions, protection and greed
Just how can they sit back and watch them die
Sit back and watch them die then eat the roast
After a meal a cigar they then declare a toast
In their castles, mansions, villas and good homes
In their offices and banks their income soar
Just how can they sit back so smug and watch them die
Their grains and profits are made for mass murder
Investments in this and that also contribute to the slaughter
To have the best incomes is their only aim
And whoever tries to interfere, their law will soon tame
You comfortable set of rich bastards
Well surely now's the time for the tables must turn
Shitting on the deprived well they're going to have to learn
Learn that the poorer people have taken so much shit
And now's the time to put an abrupt end to it
You heartless set of bastards we will soon share your wealth
