They play the dirty games
They sing the greedy songs
Along the way they forget to wipe away
The dirt on their faces
The fat, sick and corrupted regime
It has to bite the dust to the ground
It's time they are taught of humbleness
The people must be willed to change
Money they used to trap the souls
Every one rushed to get the thrills
The money in hands for a short while
The fat, sick and corrupted regime
They keep singing
They have the expertise
Running the country's wealth
They diverted the rivers flow and the fishes
They can't manage the country
They have grown too fat and slow
It's time they start to live in a slim world
It's time we sent them to the health farms
We need a new regime
We must choose one to carry us through
The country is crying for change
She knows she can't be taken for granted
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