The lords and ladies pass a ruling
That sons and girls go hand in land
From good stock
and the best breeding
Paid for by the servile class
Who have been told all lie in state
To bow down forth
and face their fate
Its so easy
So so easy
All righteousness
did build thy arrow
To shoot it straight into their lies
Who would expect
the mighty sparrow
Could rid our world
of all their kind
Rising up and taking back
The property of every man
Oh its easy
So so easy
Rising up to break this thing
From family trees
the dukes do swing
Just one blow
to scratch the itch
The laws made
for and by the rich
It would be easy
So so easy