House that he build
Is crumbling down like him, silently
And brick by brick
Patching the walls and failing repeatedly
Room after room
Silent as a tomb
Gather one, gather all
Come see a struggling man fall
Feel free to throw stones at him
Don't waste your sympathy
Rusty nail by nail
Coming down are the tired floors
And echoes the beat
Of the hoof at the bolted door
A homesick home
So sick to the bone
Gather one, gather all
Come see a struggling man fall
Feel free to throw stones at him
Don't waste your sympathy
Feel free to gob scorn at him
Denounce him the enemy
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