Lyrics

Margaret's Garden (REV 6:6 The Oil and the Wine)

Standing up there with all your wealth
Saying, "Every man for himself"
It was all so easy for you to say
But now your way of life is going away
You said you worked so hard, you said you played so hard
Trusting that your platitudes would outsmart
The fools turned a blind eye to the truth
And that made it easy for you

A measure of wheat for a penny
Three measures of barley for a penny
Do not hurt the oil and the wine

This way of life that you think is your way
Well your way of life is going away
One afternoon, two suns in the sky
And that afternoon we're all gonna die
Greed has always ruled the way
Fat, greedy fuckers made the fracas and the fray
Alpha, Beta and Gamma rays
No magic coming to save the day

A measure of wheat for a penny
Three measures of barley for a penny
Do not hurt the oil and the wine

Now there's no difference between rich and dead
Now there's no difference between rich and dead

You can drink vodka
You can drink wine
But there's really no substitute for iodide
Iodide, in these times

Profits for prophets oh the fools they led
Now there's no difference between rich and dead
You were always absolved for what you did and said
Now there's no difference between rich and dead

You can drink vodka
You can drink wine
But there's really no substitute for iodide
Iodide, in these times

A measure of wheat for a penny
Three measures of barley for a penny
Do not hurt the oil and the wine


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