BUILT BY THE PEOPLE
HERVE SALTERS
Built by the people with the restless muses
Feel, feel the silence
As the match is struck
Hear, hear the cheering
As they blast the lock
Feel, feel the floor shake
As they climb up your stairs
It’s yours, your own private earthquake
What would mother have said?
Built by the people with the restless muses
Watch, watch the doorknob
Turning to the right
See, see the faces
As your door is opened wide
Feel, feel the chasm
As you look into their eyes
Dirty shoes on your fine floors
You know mother wouldn’t like that
Built by the people with the restless muses
Squeaky wheel get the grease
Gonna squeak loud, loud
Squeaky wheel get the grease
Gonna squeak loud
