The law
The rich rats jump for joy
Whispering softly in delight
In the underground
The fat cats can't chase
They are too fat to run
They have their own problems
Of internal conflicts in their ranks
Some fat rats
They aren't hiding
They walk tall
Driving in Vellfires
Even with escorts
The fat cats can't complain
Because of the law
Because of currying favours
The law
Once convicted in court
Straight go to jail
No bail; file appeal from prison
Only the ordinary find guilty
They are sent straight to prison
They aren't out on bail
Because they have no money?
The law
The rich rats can dance rock and roll
Rap, break-dance, twist or waltz or hip hop
Knowing the fat cats will take a long time
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