Final Day Lyrics

When the rich die last,
Like the rabbits running from a lucky past
Full of shadow cunning
And the world lights up
For the final day
We will all be poor, having had our say

Put a blanket up on the window pane
When the baby cries lullaby again
As the light goes out on the final day
For the people who never had a day

There is so much noise
There is too muc heat
And the living floor
Throws you off your feet
As the final day falls into the night
There is peace outside
In the narrow light

Put a blanket up on the window pane
When the baby cries lullaby again
As the light goes out on the final day
For the people who never had a day.