All About the Class War - Mischief Brew

Life, such a bountiful supply

For an inspiration garden

The public eats the war and some do I

Fight with spears and pens and mics

There’s no shortage of oppression

So draw until the wells of hell are dry

I forget the seeds sometimes

That grew to angry anthems

Like gasping for the diamonds not the mines

Art, the best I’ve done by far

Is all about the class war

I should send the poor a thank you card

May we drink from the vibrant lake of misery

And brew me ale from sorrow’s stream

And weep into the rabble ocean

Sing rhymes of poverty

Rain ain’t gonna stop today

There’s no shortage of oppression

So hold your head up high and drink the pain

May we drink from the vibrant lake of misery

And brew me ale from sorrow’s stream

And weep into the rabble ocean

Sing rhymes of poverty

Sing rhymes of poverty

Sing rhymes of poverty