
Barbed-Wire Hill
Who took us to this amusement park
It's nothing but a vacant lot
And there's broken glass all over, but
They'd expect us to enjoy what we got;
Who led us to this dining room
It's nothing but a rotted bench
And right beside it is a dumpster, but
They'd expect our appetites to be quenched....
See up there on barbed-wire hill
The leaders' tables covered with feast
While the followers sit in the mud
Fighting over the empty belly of the beast,
See up there on barbed-wire hill
Bits and pieces fall unknown to the floor
While the followers bathe in unnoble blood
Warring for a chunk of crud-du-jour.
Who led us to this enchanted kingdom
It's nothing but a condemned block
There's no glass in the windows, but
They'd expect it's safe if we keep it locked;
Who led us to this luxury hotel
It's nothing but a stale prison
And we don't even get a key, but
They'd expect us to take this vacation;
Who led us to this holiday retreat
It's nothing but a concentration camp
And one by one we're being taken, but
They'd expect us to keep wearing a clamp....
See up there on barbed-wire hill
The leaders are so busy fleecing
While the followers lay down in wait
Like lemmings, their numbers quickly decreasing,
See up there on barbed-wire hill
Lives being wasted to prove a point
While the followers watch in confusion:
Why must we fear those we anoint.
Who led us to this regal mansion
It's nothing but a cardboard box
And inside is all damp and cold, but
They'd expect us to treat it like Bangkok;
Who led us to this bountiful forest
It's nothing but a lonely tree
And the land is so dry and barren, but
They'd expect us to build a palatial city;
Who led us to this teeming shore
It's nothing but a deserted isle
And all that's around it is ocean, but
They'd expect us to believe it's only the Nile....
See up there on barbed-wire hill
The leaders cozy in their castle
While the followers must dig a ditch
They cannot afford the payments on a hovel,
See up there on barbed-wire hill
Could it be the last chance you get
To see how your loyalty was abused
Before your maker is finally met.
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