The moos like the crocodiles
Bankrupt of ideas in their minds
They should see the honest truth
The few hundred millions so easy?
There must be a trade off
No business-man will give freely
There is always a bargain
As they used to say “I help you, you help me”
Instead of helping their own race
They want to take it all for themselves
When the law walks into play
They will blame the Rocket
The spinning tales will begin
The political persecution isn't the way
It is about corruption in many forms
Dare to take dare to face the court
The stories started to spin
The bankrupt of solutions
Tell the truth they can't say
They will use race and religion to play
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