| Ten percent of the land
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| Is the hand that pulls the strings
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| Be the privileged few (to have to own to hold)
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| Power over the people yes yes
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| Power over people
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| Be the privileged few to have to own to hold
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| Money property assets before lives
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| Green gestures of a dying planet
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| An endless debate only too late
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| An appetite for glutony
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| The only way is up the only way is up
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| But when you are up you have to try and stay there
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| So you stamp and cheat on people
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| Champagne breakfats (rewards for the killing)
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| And a fast waist bulging
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| Indulging, in what you call good living
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| But most of all there is too much fat on your heart — pig
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| A lifestyle of cholesterol
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| Cross collateralized cholesterol
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| Saving what’s left from profit margin
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| For what?
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| I’ll tell you what for
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| For some irrelevant conscience easing charity — Why?
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| Just to justify! |
| Just to justify!
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| Look at this utopia
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| A society based on solid foundations
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| Educate our children — educate them well
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| To feather the nest and fuck the rest
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| (Yes yes feather thenest and fuck the rest)
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| The waste expands
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| (As your waist expands)
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| While others stand at the back of the queue
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| I mean you
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| Still the same old security
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| For your creature comforts
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| Exchanging the hours of your life
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| For the cash you’ve already spent
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| Eating rubbish so you can pay the rent
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| Table wine once a week if you’relucky
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| In comparison
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| Privatise the people’s lives
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| Be part of the company (or fade!)
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| The appliance of science to privatise their lives
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| Water is our business
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| Electricity is our business
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| Gas is our business
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| Lives are our business
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| Business is our business
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| Your money — my time
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| Your stinking industrial bathwater — my wine
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| Imbalance induces hate
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| How will you fill the gap
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| Between the endless buffet
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| And the scraps of food I have
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| I feel hate I feel hate
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| I feel hate I feel hate
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| (Don't be afraid to show your hate, hate!)
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| You just treat me like a commodity
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| You didn’t know I couldn’t even afford to feed my family
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| I just want to kill
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| I just want to take a gun
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| And put it to your head
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| And pull the trigger |