Billionaire Squatters

The dogs are off their leash
The time has come for violence in the streets
Tear everything down, before it all comes caving in
Our empathy is our strength, not our sin

The hounds are on the loose
Howling at the moon
The scent of blood is hanging in the air
They'll be coming for you too

Burn down the bourgeoisie
This country belongs to you and me
They're invading the government
Burn down the treasury

This is the people's warning and threat
I'm eagerly awaiting my prison sentence
Buckle the collars around their necks
Suffocate the fucking billionaire class