When the Carpet Bag Opens...
It's a cheap place to be
When the curtain is falling
And no one can see
That your world just ain't right...no no
And your bag it will open
And the carpets come tumbling
And the dust it will smother you up with your lies
It's a cheap place to be
When ambition it burns you
And no one can see the red flame in your eyes...no no
And your bag it will open
And the children will haunt you
And your nightmares will be filled with refugee lies
It's a cheap place to be
When your greed it can't fill you
And no one can taste the great hunger you feel...no no
And your bag it will open
And money comes rolling
And it fills up your gut with a guilt you can't heal
Empty your bag, open your eyes
Empty your bag, open your eyes
Autor(es): Simon Poore