| Lyrics: | You might be a financial wizard,
With a sack of loot,
All I see is a slimy lizard,
With
an expensive suit,
Go on and run your corporation,
Go and kiss some ass,
You might buy
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 strapped up
tight,
Just 'Cos You Got The Power,
That don't mean you got the right
You can take
my fingers babe,
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 read my
mail,
Step on my blue suede shoes,
You bastards must be clever,
Got it mapped out
in black and whit,
But don't forget you'll never,
Get a dog to walk upright,
Just 'Cos
You Got The Power,
That don't mean you got the right
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 would be satisfied,
If you could have it all,
But time ain't on your side,
You're
going to the wall
You think that life's all dollars,
Greed and lust and spite,
But
I wasn't born to follow,
Like to get my sleep at night,
Just 'Cos You Got The
Power,
That don't mean you got the right |
