Bring you Down
http://nyrond.altrion.org/tunes/BYD.mp3Awake, ye lords of tyranny,
And rise up from your feather bed,
We’ll strip you of your finery
And whip you through the town;
The new day is upon you now,
Your time is gone, your power is fled!
No more as slaves to you we’ll bow;
We come to bring you down!
You princes who by right of blood
Have claimed dominion o’er the earth
Shall crawl and grovel in the mud
And mourn your tarnished crown;
No patents from the olden time,
No accident of noble birth,
Shall spare you from the fruits of crime;
We come to bring you down!
We’ll trample down your barricades,
We’ll overwhelm your horse brigades,
With picks and mattocks, stones and spades,
We’ll fight for our desire;
We’ll sell the symbols of your state,
The wealth you thought inviolate
Will purchase food for every plate
And fuel for every fire!
You prelates who have told us oft
That God ordains the state of man,
Have held your holy book aloft
And quelled us with your frown,
We now proclaim a higher creed,
A fairer world, a nobler plan;
From those who have to those who need—
We come to bring you down!
We are no simple lawless mob
Who come to pillage and to rob
But workers here to do a job
That long has lain undone;
And when the job has been fulfilled
We’ll work together and rebuild
The better world that we have willed
Where all may live as one....
Come out, come out, ye masters all,
And face the judgment of your peers
The world that you have held in thrall
Is turning upside-down;
Come out and make your true redress
For all the black and wasted years
In which you ruled in idleness
Unmindful of the poor’s distress
The laws of God you dared transgress
The suffering souls you did oppress
The thievery and knavishness
That we will force you to confess—
We come to bring you down!
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