On Silver Mount Zion, all buried in ruins We was dancing the hora until we vomited blood Spinning like crazy, Shoshana was Jonesian The towers had fallen and the wind called out my grandfather's name Let's kill first the banker with his professional demeanor Let's televise and broadcast the raping of kings Let our crowds be fed on teargas and plate glass 'Cause a people united is a wonderful thing I know that you're dying and I know I'm unwell And together we sashay, through variations of hell And as you walk through valleys of fear The lure of my bed is ever near Oh, don't be afraid, though the parade will not pass our way It's nobler to never get paid, than to bank on shit and dismay