The Whole Point of No Return (Wyatt Robert)

The Lords and ladies pass a ruling That sons and girls go hand in land From good stock and the best breeding Paid for by the servile class Who have been told all lie in state To bow down forth and face their fate It's so easy, so, so easy All righteousness did build thy arrow To shoot it straight into their lies Who would expect the mighty sparrow Could rid our world of all their kind? Rising up and taking back The property of every man Oh, it's easy, so, so easy Rising up to break this thing From family trees the dukes do swing Just one blow to scratch the itch The law's made for and by the rich It would be easy, so, so easy text: Paul John Weller