Oh, 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. Oh, say, does that far-fangled banner ad deprave O'er the home of pure greed and the land of the slave?