Yeah where is the money?
Filling the holes so many out there
Living in high society
Spending to keep cronies smiling
No Brutus at the back
The garbage trucks
Arriving at clock work
Throwing all rubbish
Maybe something else
We never know
Oh yeah honey
Where is the money?
I leave it with you
And you got married
A new flame in your life
What can I say?
Diverting sensitive questions
Let the many know
I never hide at all
The leader smile
The dogs wagging tails
Looking hungrily for the T-bones
The coalition partners stay mute
Saliva flowing with the breeze
The susurrus whisper
The many gang up on the streets
Oh honey give us back our money
It is our sweat and tears
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