Twisting up words so we can't understand them
Talking in tongues like a freak
Claiming you want what is best for the people
But your ego is blind to what's seen
Lining the pockets, protecting the interests
Of moguls and magnates and heirs
While all of us poor paltry peasants
Keep your gold-plated plane in the air
Your lies will start to unfurl
Our life is dead to the world
The oligarchy must crumble
You can't be trusted to lead
Obfuscating your motives
Are driven by power and greed
Agitating and threatening our allies
You act like a game is at hand
But you're dressed in the emperor's clothing
And we're the laughingstock of the land
Your lies will start to unfurl
Our life now dead to the world
A con is in play
Common people will pay
Yet most of them won't see it before it's too late
They march for their rights
Liberation in sight
All the while their armies marshal financial strikes
And on and on it goes