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Famines will be famines, banquets will be banquets

 Some spend winter in a palace, some spend it in blankets.

 Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away

 Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today

Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying

Get up off our knees

 You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

 Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

 You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

 Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

 Paupers will be paupers, bankers will be bankers

 Some own pennies in a jar, some own oil tankers

 What may sound like tomorrow could be ours today

 There's no more need for sorrow if we get off our knees to pray

Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying

Get up off our knees

 You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

 Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

 You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

 Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

 Countries will be countries, borders will be borders

 Some have lost their folks at war, some have given orders

 Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away

 Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today

Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying

Get up off our knees

 You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

 Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

 You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

 Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

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