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When the rich die last
Like the rabbits
Running from a lucky past
Full of shadow cunning

And the world lights up
For the final day
We will all be poor
Having had our say

Put a blanket up on the window pane
When the baby cries lullaby again
As the light goes out on the final day
For the people who never had a say

There is so much noise
There is too much heat
And the living floor
Throws you off your feet

As the final day falls into the night
There is peace outside
In the narrow light
When the rich die last   Like the rabbits   Running from a lucky past   Full of shadow cunning      And the world lights up   For the final day   We will all be poor   Having had our say      Put a blanket up on the window pane   When the baby cries lullaby again   As the light goes out on the final day   For the people who never had a say      There is so much noise   There is too much heat   And the living floor   Throws you off your feet      As the final day falls into the night   There is peace outside   In the narrow light