Wealth Rules - Broken Bones

You liar — You never tell the truth

You say you try to help us but fuck you never do

Stockpile up all the money, stockpile it all for you

Suck in all the people, under your deadly reign

Lock up all clever people, pronounce them all insane

You say you send food money to the latest Cambodian strain

Transported in the form of a missile again

The rest is spent on your new summer house

For when the big flashing light knocks all the lights out

It’s time for you to say goodbye, it’s time for you to go

To take the tablets or the gas or the needles not so slow

The answers been provided, so come on face the truth

This world isn’t yours anymore this world is for the youth

So, die, die, die