What a wonderful place.
  Where buildings rise
  and cities fall short of a better place.
  What a wonderful feeling it would be,
  to sit back and watch it all fall down.
  Just might, put me to sleep at night.
  I'm not sure how to cope.
  In a place where the system depends on crushing and stepping
  on the lower classes for any source of profit
  its sick.
  In a place where the freedom of one man
  depends on another ones fall at the right price.
  It might as well be packages up and sold.
  In a place where the power of the rich
  gets spit back in our face
  and another on the streets feels the pain.
  In a place where a million voices can be wrong.