The meek shall inherit the earth,
The rich shall become the poor,
All the fatcats,
They run out,
The bankshift closed the doors,
Since the big house come down,
Since the big house come down,
Theres not a body and soul around,
In the badest end of town,
Since the big house come down,
No welcome bits of paper,
No food in babys mouths,
The pearled cigars and mink coats,
And my greatest faith gone south,
Since the big house come down,
Since the big house come down,
Theres not a body and soul around,
In the badest end of town,
Since the big house come down,
Shake the foundations,
Cards come a tumblin down,
His wall street crumbles,
Everybodys lives are spinning around,
Round and around,
Instru all lines of hungry people,
Their hopes are washed away,
When did it start,
When will it end,
Will it ever go away,
Since the big house come down,
Since the big house come down,
Theres not a body and soul around,
In the badest end of town,
Since the big house come down,
Since the big house come down,
Since the big house come down,
Theres not a body and soul around,
In the badest end of town,
Since the big house come down,
Theres not a body and soul around,
In the badest end of town,
Since the big house come down.
Writer(s): Russell Norman Morris, Shannon Stephen Bourne
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