More Money (Mr. Bankerman)
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Young man sitting in his Mansion
With his pretty young bride.
And all he’s gotten he has taken
From the men on a factory line.
Daddy sent him to off to college,
Mommy paid his rent.
Never got his precious hands dirty,
Never broke a f-ing sweat.
Makes a living buying, selling
Other men’s poor fate.
Wearing pretty suits with button down collars
While he trades your life away.
Got no time for simple folk,
Likes fat politicians instead
He only knows the beautiful people.
He’s the Banker man.
Got to, got to have your money
And I need, I need your money
Gonna take, gonna take your money
Mr. Bankerman
Life is sweat, so sweat it’s sour
He has everything
Power, beauty, title & money
Stolen from other men.
But like Rome now all will crumple
from the pack he made
The talking heads will surely state now
Rich man put a bullet in his head.
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