The ghost of fulfillment
The specter of satisfaction
The gist of universal lament
The soft-spoken takers of action
Gonna take over the world of old
Gonna press it till the old world unfolds

The shaking knees of the wronged
The darting eyes of those with a motive
The **** has piled up for too long
The deadweight of the sinful impulsive
Gonna free all wrongly accused
Gonna show you all the winners that lose

So just open your mind and your eyes
So you can make a conscious decision
So don't hover 'round it like flies
So just acknowledge all this derision
Gonna take out all your worldly pain
Gonna show you that the world's now a stain