Lyrics
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Famines will be famines, banquets will be banquets
Some spend winter in a palace, some spend it in blankets
Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away
Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today
Time to end the praying
Listen what they're saying
Get up off your knees
You can wag your finger till your finger's sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
