Lyrics Sleep - Chumbawamba
But
how
do
kings
and
presidents,
prime
ministers
and
generals,
and
company
chairmen
sleep
at
night?
How
do
they
shut
their
eyes
when
they
turn
out
the
lights?
Turn
out
the
lights
for
the
people
they're
shitting
on
Turn
out
the
lights
for
the
people
they're
torturing
Turn
out
the
lights
for
the
people
they're
poisoning
Turn
out
the
lights
for
the
people
they're
starving
Turn
out
the
lights
for
the
people
they've
murdered
They
got
two
big
secrets
one
up
each
sleeve,
first
they
believe
that
they're
doing
God's
work,
and
that's
the
lie
that
they
can
lie
down
with,
'Cause
it's
seconded
by
the
people
they
govern.
'Cause
the
people
they
govern
will
work
for
them,
buy
from
them,
and
die
for
them
And
the
people
they
govern
will
vote
for
them
And
the
people
they
govern
do
their
sleeping
for
them
Do
their
sleeping
for
them,
do
their
sleeping
for
them
Meanwhile
Ronnie
is
on
first
name
terms
with
God,
or
so
he
sees
it
in
his
head.
Too
many
motion
pictures
when
he
was
younger,
and
he's
round
at
God's
place
for
a
meal.
God
preparest
a
table
before
Ronnie
In
the
presence
of
Ronnie's
enemies
God
annointest
Ronnies'
head
with
oil
Ronnie's
cup
runneth
over
Surely
goodness
and
mercy,
shall
follow
Ron
An
Psalm
is
an
anagram
of
napalms
Wake
up,
we
must
wake
up!
We
must
wake
up!
We
must
wake
up!
We
must
wake
up!
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