Dog's in the capital howling at dawn
 Someone's driving by with the radio on

 Someone making noise from the center of 
town You kick em in the head and you kick em when they're down
 and you don't serve the people
50 million souls living out on the ground 
50 million people gonna float gonna drown 
From the north, further north where.... Kids were making noise when their generators on and the cops said move along 
Serve the people 
They don't really want to know
 They don't serve the people 
Keeping everything under control 
Oh
And it's diamonds and gold for the idiot sons
 All the privledged thieves gonna make [bad word] 
Well I believe in heart and apocolypse sound
 You kick em in the head and you kick em when they're down 
And you don't serve them 
You don't serve them You don't serve the people 
No, you don't serve them
 No, no, you don't serve the people 
Saying oh my god, waiting here so long 
I'm feeling changed, I feel a change 
And you don't serve them