This is a far out cry,
Echoing through the mountains and valleys,
Of a people long held in captivity,
Of debt and misery,
Of the things generation to generation will tumble upon.
This is a far out cry,
To a leadership long gone with the winds,
Of selfishness and the betrayal of a people,
Of embezzlement of public funds for self gain,
As they build mansions and fly high
