The carpet beggars
They will go any where
When there is money to be made
Anything under the sun
The carpet beggars
They are willing to sacrifice
For money's worth they will smile
For the future it has to make today
The carpet beggars
They blow the horns
They play the games
Of which they are paid to do
There is no loyalty
It is all about money
It's the silence.....
Amongst the crowd
And the carpet beggars know
The power of money making its way
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