Art laments via The Chick Here Band his rage against the 1% like Sheen.

Hear the words?

1 percent against the rest

We try to break out of our nest

Knowledge is power tough to beat

Wisdom a tower to complete

But when it’s framed by the elite

Ignorance tramples under defeat

But with our source there’s at tone mint

We make the other one percent

We make the other one percent

We make the other one percent

We rest assured in peace and bliss

Our golden fountain isn’t myth

We are aware what made it all

Our source creator makes us awe

And with our source there’s at tone mint

We are the other one percent

We are the other one percent

We are the other one percent

Other one percenters;

Oops we figured it out.

Oops we figured it out.

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It's up in the heir. But the gloom looms here. Ya' hear? ya herd!

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Why'd You leave us here Lord why'd You go You promised us forever but the silence grows We’re stranded in the valley where the shadows moan You said never alone never alone But the winds howl cold through skin and bone

No invisible ghost no whispering tone Can hold us like Your hands of stone the choir sings hallelujah but my heart won’t rise The preacher says to trust You but the well runs dry I look up to the heavens but there's no reply

Oh Lord I stumble I crawl I fall But are You even there at all You said never alone never alone But the winds howl cold through skin and bone

No invisible ghost no whispering tone Can hold us like Your hands of stone Were You testing our faith were You paving the way Or did You just get tired of this earthbound fray The sparrows keep flying but I can't stay Without Your light to guide my day