Every hunch or croon, sons by the man on the throne With his how-to-tone, countdowns for dummies And how to sleep on coke Ha, ha, ha, and I don't need to know you When another overflows Let it flow, let it flow We're all in this together for the better, so they say For the slight small chance it might be for worse The slight small chance it might be for worse You're a bag full of curses Lucky Dick, he can mix our spruces, get his fix It's a celebration for the kangaroo nation The evidence is clear There's a Rubik's Cube with 44 sides Pick up your sticks and choose a side Beware the eyes Yes! Ha! Jesus takes his stand Surrounded by a band of cutthroats Ready to take your purse Give me your goddamn purse! They said around the manger of the saviour Gonna slit his throat today, if Brutus had his way Gonna slit his throat today, if Brutus had his way They gonna slit our throats today, if Brutus had his Let him have his way Let him have his way Let him have his way Let him have his way Let him have his way Do they discuss it On a hill underneath the trees? Do they discuss it Round a fire deep within the sea? What do they see? What do they know? They know That broken shadows are filling Big Brother's hall They know That our voices count for nothing at all Broken shadows Filling Westminster hall Does my vote count for anything at all? They gonna build a Berlin Wall They gonna build a Berlin Wall They gonna build a Berlin Wall Divide you in two They gonna build a Berlin Wall And kill me and you They gonna build a Berlin Wall They gonna build a Berlin Wall They gonna build a Berlin Wall They gonna build a Berlin Wall They gonna build a Berlin Wall They gonna build a Berlin Wall They gonna build a Berlin Wall And you Why do you say Why do you say Why do you say Why do you say Why do you say