Expenditures On Loan Never Paid

Wearing threadbare grabs as a suit of armour Pick up your heavy placard arms Wave your little scarlet clenched fists You are not starving alone in this city of s***s. Come on beggars in your little penal towns Tear their little palaces down Turn around your upside-down clown- Face the right way round. Don't skulk in the pouring rain In the gutters like a fallen bird of prey Because it's not your day, Stand up and have your say. Take a stand, throw that first stone Coz they've already done it to you From behind their overpriced thrown Expenditures on loan never paid. Its, okay but not for you, don't believe me It's all true, sit there alone and play-on Play your little lost boy blues And see what they'll do for you From their towering echelons They'll print their lies far away from you In the news, you'll sleep-on wear under your clothes Close to your cold dying bones. Come on beggars in your little penal towns Tear their little palaces down Turn around your upside-down clown- Face the right way round. Aren't we all meant to be butterflies? Oh homeless the poor garland stand together Like men and draw the line of fellowship again Remind them we are all men and throw the first stone.