This Modern Lie

the bed it lies stead underneath my mattress
waiting for the nine o'clock chime
time cries i
i spew in the day
but in the night
in the night i must fight
and tonight i will fight
for my right
and you're right
and this corrupt world
the commons scream
and echo though the halls
and the lords cry
and the earth and trees
the trees fall
and the vanquished call
and the undertrodden squall
but who hears the call
if no-one stands tall?
says i
says i
only the fool
says I
says I