It seems without due warning,
Your backing switched their sides,
and you were left to deal with what's inside.
Eighteen years of ruling,
Left you high and dry,
But your sleaze filled nest is gold and sliver lined.
The chairman of the company,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So you're never gonna know what normal's like,
Country by-laws broke you, funny we've switched sides,
You're forced to emulate what you despised,
Forcing votes with money now, only worked so long,
Do you feel exposed now all your backing's gone?
You've lost control of companies,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So now's your chance to know what normal's like,
Higher taxes, lower income,
What were we supposed to live on?
In court the sword of Damacles awaits,
We're down, you kick us more,
With sky high tax on luxuries,
You'll fight to tax the air we breathe,
Your old school tie obliterates constraints.
It seems without due warning,
Your backing switched their sides,
Leaving you to deal with what's inside.
Eighteen years of ruling,
Left you high and dry,
But your sleaze filled nest is gold and sliver lined.
The chairman of the company,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So you're never gonna know what normal's like,
Higher taxes, lower income,
What were we supposed to live on?
In court the sword of Damacles awaits,
We're down, you kick us more,
With sky high tax on luxuries,
You'll fight to tax the air we breathe,
Your old school tie obliterates constraints.
Hey! [x7]
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It seems without due warning,
Your backing switched their sides,
and you were left to deal with what's inside.
Eighteen years of ruling,
Left you high and dry,
But your sleaze filled nest is gold and sliver lined.
The chairman of the company,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So you're never gonna know what normal's like,
Country by-laws broke you, funny we've switched sides,
You're forced to emulate what you despised,
Forcing votes with money now, only worked so long,
Do you feel exposed now all your backing's gone?
You've lost control of companies,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So now's your chance to know what normal's like,
Higher taxes, lower income,
What were we supposed to live on?
In court the sword of Damacles awaits,
We're down, you kick us more,
With sky high tax on luxuries,
You'll fight to tax the air we breathe,
Your old school tie obliterates constraints.
It seems without due warning,
Your backing switched their sides,
Leaving you to deal with what's inside.
Eighteen years of ruling,
Left you high and dry,
But your sleaze filled nest is gold and sliver lined.
The chairman of the company,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So you're never gonna know what normal's like,
Higher taxes, lower income,
What were we supposed to live on?
In court the sword of Damacles awaits,
We're down, you kick us more,
With sky high tax on luxuries,
You'll fight to tax the air we breathe,
Your old school tie obliterates constraints.
Hey! [x7]
Your backing switched their sides,
and you were left to deal with what's inside.
Eighteen years of ruling,
Left you high and dry,
But your sleaze filled nest is gold and sliver lined.
The chairman of the company,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So you're never gonna know what normal's like,
Country by-laws broke you, funny we've switched sides,
You're forced to emulate what you despised,
Forcing votes with money now, only worked so long,
Do you feel exposed now all your backing's gone?
You've lost control of companies,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So now's your chance to know what normal's like,
Higher taxes, lower income,
What were we supposed to live on?
In court the sword of Damacles awaits,
We're down, you kick us more,
With sky high tax on luxuries,
You'll fight to tax the air we breathe,
Your old school tie obliterates constraints.
It seems without due warning,
Your backing switched their sides,
Leaving you to deal with what's inside.
Eighteen years of ruling,
Left you high and dry,
But your sleaze filled nest is gold and sliver lined.
The chairman of the company,
In fact let's make it two or three,
So you're never gonna know what normal's like,
Higher taxes, lower income,
What were we supposed to live on?
In court the sword of Damacles awaits,
We're down, you kick us more,
With sky high tax on luxuries,
You'll fight to tax the air we breathe,
Your old school tie obliterates constraints.
Hey! [x7]