it can't be forgotten

The Brutus hit so hard

Won the game and the prize

Now they want to forget and move on

They think we were born yesterday

The sour taste and bad memory

It can't be erased just like that

The people will remember

When the day they will make the choice

Now enjoy the musical chair

The circle will move around

There will come another day

The sins will have to be paid

When gentleman doesn't exist

The road will be filled with greedy hands

Every word will not carry much weight

It will taint with lies and double speak

The people wait

Carry the burden in their heads

They know about the hound dogs

They will be ready when the day arrives