I’ve heard your lines
Too many times
They’re loud but have no real meaning
You like to be seen
As being clean
How nice but cut all your scheming
Haven't you heard the twisting of words
Fortunes are changing
The taking of power
And fates rearranging
We’ve seen your show
It’s time to go
Look back the exit is waiting
(ch)
You might be leaving
But you wont be leaving
With me
Just crack a smile
You’ve made a pile
Enough money and objects to treasure
A tidy sum
Enough for one
With tastes too lavish to measure
