| Song | Mob Rule |
| Artist | Robert Wyatt |
| Album | Comicopera |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Plans were unveiled, | |
| the press informed, | |
| residents muttered their doubts and fears | |
| at meetings. | |
| A brace of councilors | |
| voiced concern | |
| Some assent was murmured | |
| There were Advisors and | |
| an Expert Guidance had been sought | |
| Whom to trust? | |
| Who could know | |
| just what that meant: | |
| Expert? | |
| People are so ungrateful, | |
| It's quite hard on Chairmen. | |
| Directors of Planning must be given | |
| the right to make Plans | |
| Just as say, | |
| the woodworm | |
| must bore. | |
| So too | |
| Advisors must | |
| Advise. |