Mr. - The Crest, Suparanks

Hey mister

Hiding behind a big big desk

Trying to manufacture consent with a big big check

Hear these big big steps of these global elephants

Put your instincts to test and trust the smell of it

Hey mister

I hear you had big big plans

Gonna steal employee pensions with a big big scam

You’re a big big man in a small small room

But it’s not what you consume it’s what consumes you

Hey mister

I see ya on my television set

Selling me, telling me this is the best product developed yet

But mister

I’ve heard this all before

And before when they said it I accepted it and they tried to sell me more

Hey mister

How many bombs will it take to make peace?

How many moms will lose sons when the sun sets in the middle east?

Mister

Can you explain all the names

To this day held with no charges in Guantanamo Bay?

Hey mister

Hiding behind the limo’s tinted windows

Looking to make a profit at any and all cost

Hey mister

Just for ya infa-mation

Time will be served but justice can’t be bought

I’ve seen kids from

Large incomes

Be worse than the kids that don’t have none

I know a rich rich girl turned into a bum

Hates her parents so much, she can’t live with either one

She sits on the corner, doesn’t eat for a month

She thinks it’s a sick world that we live in and run

She’s looking for any little cigarette butt

That she can put in her mouth because she’s stubborn as fuck

Hey mister

Her dad is just like you

He used to put her down with a strict curfew

He used to scream at her when she was in at 2:00

And the yelling outweighed the smell of new perfume

Hey mister

She won’t go home for a dollar

She heard someone say her dad said he doesn’t have a daughter

So she burned up everything his punk ass ever bought her

And chooses to live on these streets now starving

Hey mister

Bring your ear near my mouth

And maybe you can hear what I’m talking about

Or maybe you will choose to block me out

Either way there’s no girl living in your huge house

Hey Mister