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All I wanted was a home
And a roof over our heads
Somewhere we could call our own
Feel safer in our beds
There was a storm of money raining down
It only touched the ground
With a loan I took I can t repay
And the pot of gold you found
At every trough you stopped to feed
With your Arrogance, your Ignorance and Greed.
I never was a cautious man
I spend more than I m paid
But those with something put aside
Are the ones that you betrayed
With your bonuses and expenses
You shovelled down your throat
Now you bit the hand that fed you
Dear God I hope you choke
At every trough you stopped to feed
With your Arrogance, your Ignorance and Greed.
You re on your yacht, we re on our knees
Through your Arrogance, your Ignorance and Greed.
Toxics bring you tact and soul
Poisoned every watering hole
Your probity, you exchanged for gold
Working man stands in line
The market sets his price
No feather bed, no golden egg
No one pays him twice
So whereâs your thrift and your caution
Your honest sound advice
You know youâve dealt yourself a winning hand
And loaded at every dice
At every trough you stopped to feed
With your Arrogance, your Ignorance and Greed.
I pray one day we ll soon be free
From your absolute indifference
Your avarice, incompetence
Your Arrogance, your Ignorance and your Greed.