All things are getting better, so the politicians say
Oh sure, they're getting better, as they take our money away
Well, the tax is here and the tax is there, and they call for tax relief
We'll send a bomb to the prison, but elect ourselves a thief
It's too late to pray when the devil comes, too late once he's there
See, I think I see some wolves coming up through your hair
Now the country runs on gasoline, its veins are filled with oil
But the man who's gonna bleed to death is the man who works and boils
Well, the price is getting higher, and the wages stay low
You'll find a poor old working man at the bottom of the toilet floor
It's too late to pray when the devil comes, too late once he's there
See, I think I see some wolves coming up through your hair
Now the leading workers of this country bend over as they please
And I hope that time's not too late to get down on my knees
Cause the devil's in the back room, and the devil's in the hall
And the devil's been washing through, having himself a ball
It's too late to pray when the devil comes, too late once he's there
See, I think I see some wolves coming up through your hair
It's too late to pray when the devil comes, too late once he's there
See, I think I see some wolves coming up through your hair
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