?2001 FAC Productions
You just let the paper burn
Our voices were not heard
Watching democracy go up in smoke
Everytime that you spoke
The time has come the judgments now
Time to pay up somehow
It’s not free, it’s not up to me
It’s time to face it you see
So you reap as you sow
Well, how low can you go
I don’t know, I don’t know
I just don’t know
And on that fateful day
You stopped what we had to say
Did you plan it all along
Did you think we’d forget all the wrongs