The sound of change is on the ground
Not the kind to bring us 'round
We're colored green by all accounts
Sleep with greed to soothe the doubt
Not the kind to bring us 'round
We're colored green by all accounts
Sleep with greed to soothe the doubt
Congratulate our thievery
Take all we can religiously
Hide your card, save your face
These are the days
We say...
What's in it for me? (Feed your thievery)
We say... (Take all you can before they see)
What's in it for me?
What's the measure of success
To play the pimp in the land of excess
What's the measure of defeat
Feed them cake and watch them eat
Congratulate our thievery
Take all we can religiously
Hide your card, save your face
These are the days
We say...
What's in it for me (Feed your thievery)
We say... (Take all you can before they see)
What's in it for me
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