Vārdi: Ub40. Little By Little.

Poor man's anger rising
The ostrich hides his head
Soon the red blood will be boiling
And blue blood will be dead

While we say
Little by little by little
And stone by stone
Rich man's mountain
Comes crumbling down

Poor boy sleeps on straw
The rich boy sleeps in bed
That fat boy fills his belly
My poor boy's a dead

While we say
Little by little by little
And stone by stone
Rich man's mountain
Comes crumbling down

The rich man drives his car past
The poor man on bare feet
Oh, that rich man do get what he wants
The poor must know defeat

Little by little by little
And stone by stone
Rich man's mountain
Comes crumbling down

Little by little by little
And stone by stone
Rich man's mountain
Comes crumbling down

Little by little by little
And stone by stone
Rich man's mountain
Comes crumbling down

Little by little by little
And stone by stone