Wish (when The Banks Collapse)

You clenched-fist salute

Says ‘’Fight! Fight the Power!’’

But your charcoal suit

Says something different altogether

It says ‘’i won’t dance when the banks collapse…’’

So we better be careful what we wish for

Lost my job and my band

To the laying of a hand

I’ve still got my love

But I’m not sure how much she’ll stand

And I don’t have your stone walls

To keep the wolves from my door

No, I won’t dance when the banks collapse

So we better be careful what we wish for

I’d love to see you whet the streets are turning

I’ve lobe to be you when the whole world’s burning

I’d love to see your new world order

I’d love to be your new business model

I won’t dance when the tanks collapse

I won’t dance when the tanks collapse

Thom, can I sleep at your house?