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You might be a financial wizard
With a sack of loot
But all I see is a slimy lizard
With an expensive suit
Go on and run your corporation
Go on and kiss some ass
You can buy up half of the nation
But you can't buy class
You bastards think it's funny
Lyin' and thieving all your life
Think all there is, is money
Got your future wrapped-up tight
But just 'cos you got the power
That don't mean you got the right
You can take my fingers, buddy
You can take my eyes
You can take my past and future
It won't make you wise
You can have me thrown in jail
You can steal my booze
You can even steal my mail
Step on my blue suede shoes
You bastards might be clever
Got it mapped out in black and white
But you remember you can never
Teach a dog to stand upright
And just 'cos you got the power
That don't mean you got the right
And just 'cos you got the power
That don't mean you got the right, oh no, oh no
Go on out, make another deal
Feed your big fat face
Go on out, and cop a feel
Get on somebody's case
You surely could be satisfied
If you could get it all
But time ain't on your side
You're going to the wall
You think that life's just dollars
Won with greed and lust and spite
But I wasn't born to follow
Like to get my sleep at night
I surely do, honey
Just 'cos you got the power
That don't mean you got the right
Just 'cos you got the power
That don't mean you got the right
Just 'cos you got the power
That don't mean you got the right
You got your ass
And you are ready, buddy
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