Hey, Mr. Businessman! Lyrics


Since I was born you were ruling the world

Standardizing everything it was wrong

You crush lives, but it’s fine ‘cause you are right

And no one dares to face you and fight

Master of deceit, your kind loves to hide

Spiritual, social and political guides

You kill, you steal while you lay down the law

Backstabbing everyone refuses to bow

You’re getting fat as you cry poor

You say you don’t see iniquity around you

Your productivity bonus must have driven you blind

And you keep on your way as it doesn’t mind

Sittin’ on your throne you won’t pay your bill

Laughing as you kill for your own sick will

Businessmen, priests, lawyers all dripping slime

Filthier than rats in the slum, but they’re fine

Burning our souls like a witch at the stake

Looking for their necrobioticlunchbreak

Bloodthirsty hangmen use the noose as a tie

Unbreachable gallows contract you can’t deny

Cracking people even walking the street

Isshure I won’t brake if you cross before me

I hope your pusher hate you just as I do

So the next snort… will be deadly for you!