Ravage this Potemkin village

Let it see the stars

Tear it to pieces

Let it see another tomorrow

Tell the poets, tell the press

Tell the writers, tell the rest

Let them know, where it goes

Let them hear our final woe

Devastate this hedgerow visage

Let it plant a seed

Tear the fence down to the ground

And uproot all the weeds

Tell the soldier, tell the possessed

Tell the planet, tell the oppressed

Let them hear, tell them clear

Let them sew a new frontier