Nothing here for me today

Garbaggio from the men in grey

Don't do this

You can't do that

What's the point

What's the matter, anyway

Fat cat's licking cream

Dirty business

hard and mean

Narrow eyes and hungry days

There's got to be

a better way



Something here about my face

Something make you think

I got time to waste

What you doing

standing here

Why don't you call

someone who cares

Fat cats all the same

Easy answers just a game

Another day nothing changes

There's got to be a better way



A glistening of questioners

Prepared the inquisition

While jackals in the shadows

manoeuvre for position



A fundament of righteous men

A barrow ideals

The carriage of misjustice

Crushes all beneath it's wheels

Conspiracies of silence

Within the temple walls

Graveyards full of promises

That no one can recall



A castle full of rascals

A fortress full of thieves

A parliament of silver tongues

That latter to deceive



Oh my darling Carolina

If you get the chance

to walk behind here

She's so clean

you see no splash

Just the Texas chainsaw massacre

Fat cat's got to go

I'm Rockin' and rollin'

from my headache to my toes

She's trying to set the world on fire

Up there in her Ivory tower