Make Way

Make way, make way for more of the same
Like it, lump it, nothing's gonna change
Raise your hat to a system with no name
No escape and nobody to blame

Stamp your foot, have a tantrum if you must
But my song is a source that you can trust
De facto democracy is gone
All screwed up, move on

Can you feel some changes blowing in
Nor can I, but no need to be grim
Stamp collecting, tennis, macramé
These are joys that never go away

So stamp your foot, have a tantrum if you must
But this song is a source that you can trust
De facto democracy is gone
All screwed up, move on

Send the army in, close thе papers down
Always promised I'd retakе the town
Courts are mine, the judges are corrupt
Stand before them and good luck

Make way, make way for more of the same
Like it, lump it, nothing's gonna change
But believe me, I never act from spite
All I do is anything I like

Stamp your foot, have a tantrum if you must
But my song is a source that you can trust
De facto democracy is gone
All screwed up, move on