O G B C
O G B C
O G B C
O G B C

Seven big men, at the table
Finding new ways, to opress the people
Greedy and evil, one and each
In tailored suits, made of human life

Blood money, dirty deals, gangsta business
On the table, signed by WG
The deathcount of sentence city so high
But at least we are saving money

We are all but painted clowns on their strings
Lesser than the dollars in their ass
As roaches we must bow down
As these satans rule from the top
Don't act like a hero all of a sudden
Resist, and the strings are cut
We are all but painted clowns on their strings
When thou fingers snap we will fall

O G B C
O G B C
O G B C
O G B C

Once there was a guy, Randal was his name
Wouldn't play along, such a shame
Cash under table, strings pulled
Reactor error, and little Randal's gone

Toxic waste, send to the streets
Child slaves, making toxic drugs
Nuclear mix'n'lowlifes floating the street
Who's responsible? O G B C

We are all but painted clowns on their strings
Lesser than the dollars in their ass
As roaches we must bow down
As these satans rule from the top
Don't act like a hero all of a sudden
Resist, and the strings are cut
We are all but painted clowns on their strings
When thou fingers snap we will fall

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