the crooks merry go round

The crooks merry go round

In the company of bad people

They can laugh and smile

Sip champagne and speak loudly

They ignore the complaints

They think they are the ones

The lords of the merry go round

The crooks in the field of their choice

The crooks don’t believe in karma

They believe they can rob and take it all

They are the appointed ones to plunder

In the merry go round way

The people can cry of complaints

They can make tons of complaints

The crooks will sip their champagne

Indulge their past times on their wealth

Do we listen?

We go the merry go round

We drop a few we take tons

We are the appointed ones to plunder

The crooks merry go round

The zombie followers never see the wrong

They bury their heads sleeping the night through

Dreaming of the monies and holidays

The crooks merry go round

In the company of bad people

Until the blues knock on their doors

They finally wake up to see flash bulbs