O say can you see

By the dawn’s early light

When so loudly we caved

At the fat cat’s last scheming?

Whose jail stripes and strip bars

Through the pale urban blight

And all those poor folks we squashed

Were so gallantly screaming.

And the deep pockets did stare

Aplomb nursing the dare

And if you ain’t rich like me

Then your rights are stripped bare.

O say does that far-fangled banner ad deprave

O’er the home of pure greed

And the land of the slave?