Are you hearing me? It’s called tyranny! The kind that we Can plainly see So are we free, Or, exactly what They want us to be? Imprisoned lock and key
Are you hearing me? And do you agree, With the kind of tactics We’re starting to see? Against the people Whose cacophony Of protestant voices Have constancy
Are you hearing me? I’m on bended knee Registering a futile plea Knowing we don’t have to be The kind of government That others flea Though that’s the kind We’re starting to see
Are you hearing me? He seems to be On a law and disorder spree Trying to impact our destiny He wants to be president So desperately That he would do anything To make that be