Killing Joke

Killing Joke - Age of Greed lyrics

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Ten percent of the rest

Is the hand that pulls the strings 

Be the privileged few (to have to own to hold) 

Power over the people yes yes 

Power over people 

Be the privileged few to have to own to hold 



Money property assets before lives 

Green gestures of a dying planet 

An endless debate only too late 

An appetite for glutony 



The only way is up the only way is up 

But when you are up you have to try and stay there 

So you stamp and cheat on people 

Champagne breakfats (rewards for the killing) 

And a fat waist bulging

Indulging, with what you call good living



But most of all there is too much fat on your heart - pig 

A lifestyle of cholesterol 

Cross collateralized cholesterol 

Saving what's left from profit margin 

For what? 

I'll tell you what for 

For some conscience easing charity - Why? 

Just to justify! Just to justify! 



Look at this utopia 

Society based on solid foundations 

Educate our children - educate them well 

To feather the nest and fuck the rest 

(Yes yes feather the nest and fuck the rest) 

The waste expands 

(Your waist expands) 

While others stand at the back of the queue 

I mean you 



Still the same old security 

For your creature comforts 

Exchanging the hours of your life 

For the cash you've already spent 

Eating rubbish so you can pay the rent 

Table wine once a week if you're lucky 

In comparison 



Privatise the people's lives 

Be part of the company (or fade!) 

Appliance of science to privatise their lives 



Water is our business 

Electricity is our business 

Gas is our business 

Lives are our business 

Business is our business 



Your money - my time 

Your stinking industrial bathwater - my wine 

Imbalance induces hate 

How will you bridge the gap 

Between the endless buffet 

And the empty plate I have 



I feel hate I feel hate 

I feel hate I feel hate 

(Don't be afraid to show your hate, hate!) 



You just treat me like a commodity 

You didn't know I couldn't even afford to feed my family 

I just want to kill 

I just want to take a gun 

And put it to your head 

And pull the trigger
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