Banksters

It's a matter of abc
Just a nightmare in your dreams
When electric money grows
From your hands goes to the core
Right to please you everyday
They prepared so many games
Just a war of rotten goats
And you know what?

Please the bankster
Shot shot shot 1 more shot
Shot shoot the bastard
Shot shot shot one more shot
Shot shoot the bastard

It's a matter of heavy greed
Polticians gave a dream
To the mass distracted goats
With the weapon of their votes
Information spreading hate
Keep a shadow on real fate
Of the future (?) locked doors
And you know what?

Please the bankster
Shot shot shot one more shot
Shot shoot the bastard
Shot shot shot 1 more shot
Shot shoot the (fucking) b.a.s.t.a.r.d
And you know what?
And you know what?
And you know what?
Bam!