When profit shows his face our sense of clarity is washed away. Spinning round the axle of greed, don't let the economy stagnate
I turn my head away in shame selling out what is not yours to sell. We're the pimps of it all.
Living in the decadence of our dignity. When silver waves his hand, Living in the decadence of our dignity. Where man will take command we'll sail astray in greed.
Come into my booth and trade. What about the exclusive bargain I can satisfy all your needs. Sell your future and you will profit today,
://I turn my head away in shame selling out what is not yours to sell. We're the pimps of it all.://
://Living in the decadence of our dignity. When silver waves his hand, Living in the decadence of our dignity. Where man will take command we'll sail astray in greed.//: