朱主席:
Dice are rolling, the knives are out
Would-be presidents are all around
I don t say they mean harm
But they d each give an arm
To see us six feet underground
小辣椒:
It doesn t matter what those morons say
Our nation s leaders are a feeble crew
There s only twenty of them anyway
What is twenty next to millions who
Are looking to you?
All you have to do is sit and wait
Keeping out of everybody s way
We ll... you ll be handed power on a plate
When the ones who matter have their say
And with chaos installed
You can reluctantly agree to be called
朱主席:
There again we could be foolish not to quit while we re ahead
For distance lends enchantment, and that is why
All exiles are distinguished, more important, they re not dead
I could find job satisfaction in Paraguay
小辣椒:
This is crazy defeatist talk
Why commit political suicide, there s no risk
There s no call for any action at all
When you have unions on your side