If I were in the Third World My ass'd be numb from the fucking
Could I get a word in? Before you slide the fucking turd in Taken
all the G7 dick I can handle Time to go down and bite off the roman
candle Thanks for the aid now I pay you back triple Business as
usual, gang-rape a cripple You got the gat in the small of my back
So I hope you wanna tell me where your conscience is at
Thanks for the aid, you traders enslave
(repeated a few times)
Jesus God fuck it Got to make a profit Pop it in the coffin marked
structural adjustment Check out the scenery, high yielding
greenery Can't feed the kids but would you like a cup of coffee?
Chemical intravene fat plantation Where'd you get the shit? Oh but
buy it from Satan Just around the corner, service with a smile His
first name's car, his last name's gill
Thanks for the aid, you traders enslave
(repeated a few times)
Another sick pauper ha I don't want to bore you You got me by the
balls so of course I abhor you Well I just work here but I can
sympathise Fuck with world bank they cut you down to size IMF are
Insane Mother Fuckers Pushers come to shove us with the shit from
above us Bad karma, no drama But just try fuck with the Indian
farmers
The traders enslave, dig them a grave
(repeated a few times)