Napalm Death - Per Capita Lyrics
Countless opinions - a hotbed of richesLast remaining entitlementFeeling valued?Or devoutly subdued?Per CapitaAll placated and humouredA billion voices shall all register - they sayDiversity for the diverseFeeling valued?Or devoutly subdued?Per CapitaAll placated and humouredThe movers, the shakers - largely abjecy fakersScale their ivory towersDemocracy sours, peasantDemocracy sours, peasant!Self-interest in the pure sense is pushing for the privilegeNot to be undervalued or singled out as surplus - dead weightDemocracy sours, peasant!Per Capita, you are entrapped......Away from their precious glass housesWhich you'd shatter with stones of just justiceExposing the power base for all its filthy favouritismPer Capita, they've got your number......Turning the rest against your so-called reprehensible devianceSetting new precedents for crass behaviourAnd so persists the untouchable eliteScale their ivory towers, peasant!
