Everybody wants a slice of the cake
for gods sake
make a bigger cake
let's all have a bit of the pie.

We are being bought,being sold by the
men with the folders,
the bankers and committees
behind doors,
secret cities.

Everyone wants a slice of the cake.

The peasants and farmers
the suicidal
self harmers
the dopeheads and deadheads,
the student
the impudent
the clever
the daft
Crusoe built a raft and he's coming back for tea
the cake has to be bigger or we
will get
crumbs.