He was a leader on his big parade
Rising from the easy to persuade
He was a liar hiding his true aims
Soon enough they'd all become his slaves
He was a vulture waiting for his prey
They thought that everything would be ok
He was a tyrant stepping on the hopes
Of all the people that he'd soon betray
Hungry for power
Climbing to the top
His head was on fire
And he would never stop
He was a victim of his own greed
In time the revolution would succeed
He was a leader with a rope around his neck
And with his fall his people were all freed
Hungry for power
Climbing to the top
His head was on fire
And he would never stop
