Somehow there’s confusion amongst the people
seems to easy to steal

Somehow there’s to much eviction
actions that made men rich

Somehow there is still a decision
lingering in the heir

How can you stand there and pretend
You can’t rely on all those who don’t understand
They made a choice you robbed their voice and lead the end
We’ll stop and say, It’s all ok and raise our hand

Somehow they believe in the makeup
a perfect way to hide

Somehow there still an active recession
this one’s not a lie

Somehow there’s a question of ethics
de Tocqueville does not apply.