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Elections are won with a few choice speeches
By senile, out-of-touch, human leeches
Who use false words and political cliches
To grab what they can and fill their breeches
Positions of power
Positions of power
Charities are meant to help those in need
To love, shelter, clothe and feed
But they only satisfy the greed
Of a callous, uncaring, bureaucratic breed
Positions of trust
Positions of trust
Open your eyes and see for yourself
Open your eyes, why don't you open your eyes?
Open your eyes and see for yourself
Open your eyes, open your eyes.
Open Your eyes.
The papers are run by fat businessmen
An interest in truth means nothing to them
They twist the facts with a poison pen
Cheap sensationalism should make News at Ten
Positions of influence
Positions of influence
It's the Jimmy Jones' who need religion
'Cause they're unable to make their own decisions
They're ruled by archaic and dated visions
And are generally the victims of their own inhibitions
Open your eyes and see for yourself
Open your eyes, why don't you open your eyes?
Open your eyes and see for yourself
Open your eyes, open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
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