Azdak sings another old favorite, with help from the policeman.
lyrics
Sisters, hide your faces. Brothers, find your knives. The times are out of joint.
The noblemen are full of complaints. The simple folk are full of joy.
The City says:
Lets drive out the strong, burn the buildings down and rip the lists of the serfs.
The jailers hide in darkness those whove never seen the daylight have emerged.
The poor-boxes of ebony are broken.
The precious sesame is used for beds.
He who lived on charity now owns the barn and measures out the bread.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Please, General, you need to put these people in their place.
The bastards are the masters now. The sons of noble blood are now their slaves.
He who used to row the boat now steers the ship.
When the owners go to look for them they are no longer his.
Five men are sent out on a mission by their master one last time.
They say:
Go yourself. We have arrived.
Go yourself. We are here to stay.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Please, General, restore the order.
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