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FAll I wanted was a hGome FAnd a roof over our headFs GSomewhere we could call our oFwn FFeel safer in our beFds FThere was a storm of money rGaining down FIt only touched the ground F GWith a loan I took I caFn't repay AFnd the pot of Ggold you foFund
DmAt every tFrough you stopped to fFeed DmWith your ArrogancFe, your Ignorance and GrFeed.
I never was a cautious man I spend more than I'm paid But those with something put aside Are the ones that you betrayed With your bonuses and expenses You shovelled down your throat Now you bit the hand that fed you Dear God I hope you choke At every trough you stopped to feed With your Arrogance, your Ignorance and Greed. You're on your yacht, we're on our knees Through your Arrogance, your Ignorance and Greed.
FToxics bring you tact and soul GPoisoned every watering hole FYour probity, you exchanged foGr gold
Working man stands in line The market sets his price No feather bed, no golden egg No one pays him twice So where’s your thrift and your caution Your honest sound advice You know you’ve dealt yourself a winning hand And loaded at every dice At every trough you stopped to feed With your Arrogance, your Ignorance and Greed. I pray one day we'll soon be free From your absolute indifference Your avarice, incompetence Your Arrogance, your Ignorance and your Greed.