[Embury / Greenway] Nothing comes to nothing When there's nothing there to give The powers want to strip you clean A charge for every breath A price on skin that we walk in They call this civil liberty So-called champions for the poor Tax us against the wall Find it now or forefeit The cance to "be" in peace A price on skin that we walk in A price on skin that we walk in Grab thin air in one hand A pound of fesh from the other Crushing burden on the shoulders An end to poverty? Only if you pay up first Meet the fee and keep your soul
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