If Lyrics - Beautiful South

If the greedy were the starving 

If the masters were the slaves 

If the owners became the dogs 

How would they behave? 

'Cause selling family heirlooms 

For one fifty or a pound 

Is like standing outside 

Burger King 

Selling horse and hound 

Cause sleeping in a doorway 

With a futon and a quilt 

Is like crying in the rubble 

Of a building that you built 

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The day that you're not man enough 

Is the day you cease to be 

A wheel-barrow full of leaves 

From a rotten apple tree 

If the mugger was a woman 

And the man just passing by 

Would ya' ___ and bitch and slag it up 

You'd shrivel up and die 

If the landlord was the tennant 

And the hunter was the game 

If construction was constricted 

And capital just the same 

Cause sleeping in a doorway 

With a futon and a quilt 

Is like crying in the rubble 

Of a building that you built 

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The day that you're not man enough 

Is the day you cease to be 

A wheel-barrow full of leaves 

From a rotten apple tree 

If the King was court jester 

And the jester took the throne 

He'd put the privileged on the streets 

And give the poor a home 

If the Irish were the English 

And the English still not free 

Would ya mick and pick 

and pad it up (?) 

You tongue the pip and agree 

Cause sleeping in a doorway 

With a futon and a quilt 

Is like crying in the rubble 

Of a building that you built 

The day that you're not man enough 

Is the day you cease to be 

A wheel-barrow full of leaves 

From a rotten apple tree