♪ ♪ Little Lou, there was a tower ♪ ♪ Where they look out to the land and see the people quickly passing by ♪ ♪ This is for their own desire ♪ ♪ As they spit down to the earth to feel the power pouring in their veins ♪ ♪ Whoa, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Whoa, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ And the black smoke rises from the fires we've been told ♪ ♪ It's the US crisis and we will stand up in the cold, stand up in the cold ♪ ♪ ♪ Many people are dividing ♪ ♪ But a world of profit's just one heart is bound to keep and fade away ♪ ♪ None of us will be deciding ♪ ♪ And the freedom that is in the hands of me who stands and eats it whole ♪ ♪ Whoa, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Whoa, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ And the black smoke rises from the fires we've been told ♪ ♪ It's the US crisis and we will stand up in the cold, stand up in the cold ♪ ♪ ♪ We'll stand up in the cold Stand up in the cold We'll stand up Yeah! And the black smoke rises From the fires we've been told It's turning away its graces And we will stand up in the cold And the black smoke rises From the fires we've been told It's turning away its graces And we will stand up in the cold Stand up in the cold