Kill The Rich
And some are talking to themselves as missiles fly
through the night
But in the beginning there were words with half a cause
Now everyone is singing it and waiting for the applause
They don't think about you when the payments keep on coming
But only to use you for a way
To make themselves appear like an angel in the room
They soothe their guilty conscience and tell it what to do
Synthetic compassion and some poor-mouth bad advice
To get ahead they lay in bed and sleep safe all through the night
A million to nothing, like zombies they are frightening
Just smile and wave and pass on by
Denial is so strong but the guilt just keeps it going
And give them a reason to say "hi"