Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout the riches up on Wall Street
And the ninety nine below.

On the Wall Street was their measure
Stolen from them in their lore,
And the ninety-niners swore
They'd have back, what was their own.

Go ahead and hate tax payers,
Go ahead defraud your ends.
Do it in the name of justice,
We'll be equal in the end.
There won't be any money given
Come the payment day,
The ninety-nines discovered....
Top one percent paid their way.

So the ninety-nine percent
Sent a message to the till,
Asking for an equal measure,
Tons of gold the wealth they'd steal.

Came an answer from the Wall Street,
"With the ninety-nine we share
All the riches of our labor,
And knowledge aquired here."

The ninety-nine cried out in anger,
"Go occupy! kill all the horde!"
They killed the top one percent,
So to gain equal rewards.

Now stood to recieve their measure,
From the Wall Street where they fed.
Opened the doors and looked inside..
"The Golden Goose" now was dead.

Go ahead and hate tax payers,
Go ahead defraud your ends.
Do it in the name of justice,
We'll be equal in the end.
There won't be any money given
Come the payment day,
The ninety-nines discovered....
Top one percent paid their way.

Go ahead and hate tax payers,
Go ahead defraud your ends.
Do it in the name of justice,
We'll be equal in the end.
There won't be any money given
Come the payment day,
The ninety-nines discovered....
Top one percent paid their way.

I must tell you, Comrade Director, that your song sounds exactly like this famous Camp David Accords Era, anti-peace song that was "all the rage" inthe Middle East back in 1979. It was also included in the soundtrack to the movie "The Trial of Mullah Barrack"

ONE GRIM PROPHET

Listen, Arabs to a hadeeth
That was uttered long ago
From the man who went to the mountain
To Medinan folk below
In Medinah were two Jew tribes
Driven out, for they did spurn
All the teachings of the prophet
But they swore they would return

Go ahead and love the Zionists
Go ahead and be their friend
Do it in the name of world peace
You will pay for it in the end
There won't be any white doves floating
O'er the blazing Fire
On the burning morning after
One grim prophet vents his ire

So the children of the Jew tribes
Worked to reclaim Palestine
And this shocked the Arab people
Zionist plot they did malign
Came an answer from the Jew tribes
With all Arabs we will share
All the freedoms of our nation
All our knowledge gathered there

Now the Arabs began rejoicing
No more roadblocks, no more death
And they embraced the Jewish people
Soon to earn the Mahdi's wrath
Now came plagues and rains of fire
To make the living envy the dead
And the Mahdi appeared before them
"Kill The Jews" ..... Was all he said

Go ahead and love the Zionists
Go ahead and be as friends
Do it in the name of world peace
You will pay for it in the end
There won't be any white doves floating
Above the pit of Fire
On the burning morning after
One grim Prophet vents his ire

Go ahead and love the Zionists
Go ahead and be as friends
Do it in the name of world peace
You will pay for it in the end
They won't be nay white doves floating
Above the blazing Fire
On the burning morning after
One grim Prophet vents his ire.