Square Up from Barbaric Yawp by Barbaric Yawp

The privileged few guard their jewels
So fierce it makes them numb
The rest no longer want
To fight over the crumbs
It's in the open now
No hiding anymore

Folks on the hill start to sweat
Cause their time is almost up
Time to square up
At our expense they've had their fun
Whenever freedom's tamped down
Everywhere is war

Our problems ain't 'neath the ground
They're on our face
There should be no head start
Just an even race
You didn't build a thing
Just move into your father's house

I'll take the badge from the guards
I'll storm the gates
Their cups are overflowing
Food's falling off their plates
They didn't leave a meal
Big enough for a mouse

Turn it around

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