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My friends are saying I sold out to Bill Gates Well I guess his bank transfer must have got delayed Because I still paid my bills late And no matter how much love I throw at it the Internet still hates So fuck the Internet I'm going home to bake cakes Or masturbate I've not decided yet I'm on the fence still Trying to make good use of all this time now that my tour's been cancelled Pinned all my hopes on 2021 but when all's said and done They'll turn around and tell me music's not essential But don't get me wrong I do appreciate the dangers Of travelling around the country getting paid to spit on strangers I just miss the old days when going viral meant you got plays And the only thing contagious was the bass that made us famous It's outrageous When you look at New Zealand or Japan And then hear Boris banging on about his world beating plan The only field we're winning in Is Covid deaths per million And voting in a furry turd Masquerading as a man How many times Do we listen to them Spouting these bare faced lies No no no no Before we rise And decide that enough is enough no more No no no no They promise you that greed is the answer But I'm telling you that greed is the cancer You need to operate as soon as you can sir Because the patient is dying Prime minister speaking Good afternoon sir I'm calling from the department of health You've recently tested positive for a misallocation of wealth It's seems you've handed the money to a friend of friend And now we're trying to track and trace where the all those billions went If you could just take a moment to answer a few questions for me I've tried speaking to my MP but she just seems to ignore me What I'm trying to figure out is whether you simply messed up Or whether you are in fact just hopelessly corrupt Na na na Now hold on there a minute Ah ah ah I think that's not exactly fair is it? I mean I think that greed Is our best plan And that's why I've been as greedy as I possibly can Corrupt? Me? Well that's a point of view I mean I was merely returning some favours to my chums from school It's a simple case of you scratch my back And ah ah ah I'll give you a government contract How many times Do we listen to them Spouting these bare faced lies No no no no Before we rise And decide that enough is enough no more No no no no They promise you that greed is the answer But I'm telling you that greed is the cancer You need to operate as soon as you can sir Because the patient is dying Now just in case you're still confused I'd like to clarify my views a bit I'll probably get abuse for it But maybe you'll make use of it I don't know Covid's not a hoax though Videos on YouTube are best viewed for pranks and jokes so Don't go too deep down that rabbit hole until you've vetted it I've been there done that bought the t-shirt then regretted it A voice that's soothing overlays dramatic music but don't be fooled That shit will rot your brain like ketamine And it's unsettling I know So no I'm not suggesting that we shouldn't question everything In fact the opposite I'm simply wishing we could extend that scepticism To some of the shit we read on Facebook cos let's face it there's a lot of it We sift through lies searching for allies choose sides And watch society divide and polarise itself again But your enemy's enemy's Not necessarily going to be giving you anything Better than what you've been getting already From some of these so called friends So How many times Do we listen to them Spouting these bare faced lies No no no no Before we rise And decide that enough is enough no more No no no no They promise you that greed is the answer But I'm telling you that greed is the cancer You need to operate as soon as you can sir Cos the patient is dying
Writer(s): Billy Salisbury Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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