Noblesse Oblige Is Dead

But noblesse oblige is dead, No honor for the lives they’ve misled, As wealth pulls apart the fragile seams, They cling to gold, crush people’s dreams.

Verse 1

They hide in their castles, glass and steel,

On jets to lands they claim as theirs,

Turned their backs on the public wheel,

Strangers to burden, blind to despair.