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The establishment reigns

Implacably it retains,

Control over the system

And it always maintains,

It’s grip upon the power

And the economy,

The establishment is not

A friend to you and me,

It holds us in our places

It lies to all our faces,

It’s a bunch of suits

It’s faceless,

And it denies us

Any real equality,

It retains the status quo

It divides us all each day,

Instills fear in many ways,

It’s like a spectre

It’s like a demon,

It’s never going to change,

Unless the people want that

And unify in defiance,

But people are passive

And they always stay silent,

The establishment

It counts on this,

As it maintains the separation

Between the poor

And between the rich,

A class system that’s built

Upon money, power and greed

And our passivity,

And unwavering loyalty

To this unfair society,

That plays off you and me

One against the other

Using sex, faith, colour and need,

And a delusional belief

That possessions and money

Is all you need to be truly happy,

And that keeps us

In the workhouses,

Living out within our minds

Some kind of hope and dream,

That one day we’ll be just like them

That one day we’ll succeed,

But the truth is very different

It’s not rooted in truth or reality,

The establishment is the system

And the system feeds,

On the money and the power

It drains from you and me,

The establishment is the system

And it is not your friend,

The establishment is the system

In fact it’s your enemy in the end.