There’s chaos at the table
Piggies in the mud
The owners of the company
I think they’ve had enough
It’s what we’ve all been saying
Ain’t no mystery
Ashamed we had to learn to live with this insanity
So don’t say anything no
You’ve got blood on your mink coat
Don’t care what you’re thinking
It’s all part of a sick joke
I’m done with everything my God
I’m done with little men
Who smile and take your money
Then go home and wash their hands
They talk of power and purity
Economy and law
They trade in their humanity
To treat you like their wh#res
So don’t say anything no
You’ve got blood on your mink coat
Don’t care what you’re thinking
It’s all part of a sick joke
There’s blood on your mink coat
You’ve got blood on your mink coat
There’s blood on your mink coat
Just a grifter from the street
Be whatever you have to be
But your mask is falling
And there’s nobody underneath
Just a grifter from the street
Be whatever you have to be
But your mask is falling
And there’s nothing underneath
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