David Dees' political satire illustrations set to the tune of Don Henley's 'Inside Job'. LYRICS: While you were sleeping They came and took it all away The lanes and the meadows The places where you used to play It was an inside job By the well-connected Your little protest Summarily rejected It was an inside job Like it always is Chalk it up to business as usual While we are dreaming This little island disappears While you are looking the other way Theyll take your right to own your own ideas And its an inside job Favors collected Your trusted servants Have left you unprotected It was an inside job Like it always is Just chalk it up To business as usual You think that youre so smart But you dont have a fucking clue What those men up in the towers Are doing to me and you And theyll keep doin it and doin it And doin it and doin it And doin it and doin it And doin it and doin it Until we all wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up I know what Ive done wrong I am acquainted with the night I know how hard it is To always walk out in the light And its an inside job To learn about forgiving Its an inside job To hang on to the joy of living They know the road by which you came They know your mothers maiden name And what you had for breakfast And what youve hidden in the mattress Insect politics Indifferent universe Bang your head against the wall But apathy is worse Its an inside job Its an inside job Its an inside job Yeh, yeah Its an inside job Its an inside job Its an inside job Its an inside job Its an inside job Its an inside job