When people ask me I always say   That targeted assassination is the only way   They might promise a better day but it's false & it's false yeah it's false   They've stopped asking so how can we explain   By the people for the people that was yesterday   They'll keep taking more & more away   'Til it's gone & it's gone & it's gone   So take your snipers rifle in hand   & Do a massive favour to the people of these lands   Assassinate a corporate billionaire   Or their heirs or their heirs or their heirs   They hold us back & keep us in our place   They lie & cheat & steal from our plate   If we were just we'd resign them to their fate   With a gun with a gun with a gun      We're falling asleep at the wheel fellow slaves   We must rise from this bed that we've made   & Never forget that we're all on our way   To the grave to the grave to the grave