歌词
The folk are getting restless,
The folk are being done.
The folk are getting down about the deeds that have have been done,
And everyone's awake now, but everyone's asleep.
And everyone's a scrabbling to grab what they can keep.
We need to unleash the miserly.
We need to unleash the miserly.
We need to unleash the miserly.
So bring it on.
So bring it on.
With half an ounce of %^_€=÷
And half a stone of spite
And half a pound of running about and grabbing what you might
We're stepping on each other
We're crawling on our own
We need to unleash the miserly.
We need to unleash the miserly.
We need to unleash the miserly.
So bring it on.
So bring it on.