The heads bury in the sand
They don't see the right
They don't see the wrong
What they can see are the brown envelopes
That's the difference
They will feel today
Even the boss goes to prison
They still say he is innocent!
Money is the root of evil
Once we don't use it properly
Our minds will be corrupted
Until we are zombies to be enslaved
But do the wolves realize?
A new breed will take shape
They will not see the wrong
Because their heads bury in the sand
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