“Aw...nLet me tell you, baby, let me tell younThat our folks blame the communists, the terroristsnThe easterners, the southernersnPeople of other tribes and other coloursnBut I tell you it isn’t any of them nYou and I know what’s caused all this trouble in this world nIt’s those who are sick with age, and fat with money and power”nnWe the youngn“Are content to live with such little bread and powernSo we can fly high in the skynWhile you oldsters are so weighed downnYou’ll never flynWe’ve had to run, we’ve had to hidenBut we won’t have to bully anymorenBecause we’re gonna teach you how to flynBy freeing you of the burdens of your money and your powernI’m gonna teach you how to fly...”n