| You might be a financial wizard,
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| With a sack of loot,
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| All I see is a slimy lizard,
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| With an expensive suit,
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| Go on and run your corporation,
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| Go and kiss some ass,
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| You might buy half of the nation,
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| But you can’t buy class.
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| You bastards think it’s funny,
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| Lyin’and thieving all your life,
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| Think all there is money,
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| Got your future strapped up tight,
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| Just 'Cos You Got The Power,
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| That don’t mean you got the right.
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| You can take my fingers babe,
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| You can take my eyes,
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| You can take my past and future,
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| It won’t make you wise,
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| You can have me thrown in jail,
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| You can steal my booze,
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| You can even read my mail,
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| Step on my blue suede shoes.
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| You bastards must be clever,
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| Got it mapped out in black and white,
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| But don’t forget you’ll never,
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| Get a dog to walk upright,
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| Just 'Cos You Got The Power,
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| That don’t mean you got the right.
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| Go on out make another deal,
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| Feed your big fat face,
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| Go on out and cop a feel,
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| Get on somebody’s case,
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| You surely would be satisfied,
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| If you could have it all,
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| But time ain’t on your side,
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| You’re going to the wall.
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| You think that life’s all dollars,
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| Greed and lust and spite,
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| But I wasn’t born to follow,
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| Like to get my sleep at night,
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| Just 'Cos You Got The Power,
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| That don’t mean you got the right. |