Something Must Be Done

The rich guys take all of the money
And most of the milk and the honey
The rest of us get almost none
Something must be done

The fat cats get fatter and fatter
And climb to the top of the ladder
We're stuck on the bottommost rung
Something must be done

Something must be done before it's too late
Something must be done, 'cause we've been waiting so long
Oh, so long

You sit in your house so suburban
Afraid of a guy in a turban
While your children are playing with guns
Something must be done

And outside it's perpetual summer
We're all getting dumber and dumber
We should not have stood in the sun
Something must be done

Something must be done before it's too late
Something must be done, 'cause we've been waiting so long
Oh, so long

So if you work hard for a living
And you're tired of the scraps that you're given
Don't sit there clicking your tongue
Something must be done

Something must be done
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