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The lecture's done the textbook's closed
A different truth the evening shows
They drew the lines on foreign sand
With a steady and a heavy hand
WMD the urgent cry
A desert storm to justify
The statues fell the price was paid
New rules were written new debts were made
You talk of law you talk of charters
But history charts its course with martyrs
And the courtroom of the last resort
Is a battleship lying in port
And the strong do what they want
And the weak accept what must
It's the iron not the pleading hand
That turns the future into dust
Yeah it's a bitter simple grant
Carved in the summit's rust
The strong do what they want
And the weak adjust
A sovereign sky a no-fly zone
A humanitarian overthrown
A banker's word, a market's squeeze
A nation brought down to its knees
You vote No in the continental hall
Feel the currency start to fall
The terms are set the pen is forced
To get the loan the course is endorsed
They'll say it's for your own good son
For the unity they've won
But the leverage that they employ
Is just another form of destroy
And the strong do what they want
And the weak accept what must
It's the iron not the pleading hand
That turns the future into dust
Yeah it's a bitter simple grant
Carved in the summit's rust
The strong do what they want
And the weak adjust
Don't cite the page don't name the clause
It's not about the why but the cause
The cause is power plain and bleak
On the lips of every lord who speaks
They'll wrap it up in pretty phrase
For the history book's approving gaze
But in the moment in the deed
It's just the ancient bloody creed
And the strong do what they want
And the weak accept what must
It's the iron not the begging hand
That grinds the future into dust
Yeah it's the only truth they flaunt
On this pile of broken trust
The strong do what they want
The strong do what they want
The strong do what they want
And the weak adjust
It’s the rule not the exception
The will not the correction
The strong do what they want
