Thursday, December 8, 2011

Everybody has got something to hide


Mil-ton Mil-ton Mil-ton Mil-ton
Milton the Fried--man
Milton the Fried--man
Milton has got it going
Milton has got it showing
The Hand--- Invis'ble Hand--
Everybody's got to fess up and show
'cept for me and my money.

The more we take in net
The more we will strive, yeah
But put a new tax on
How could we survive?
C'mon. C'mon.
Milton & Pinochet
All Right all every day
Milton & Pinochet
Free market anarchy

Milton Friedman Milton Friedman
Everybody left can fight for the scraps
'cept for me and my money.

Your base is outside.
And your outside is base.
From the fiftieth floor,
you're out of our face
Mil-ton. Mil-ton.
Don't let resentment linger,
accept our middle finger.
We know this grab can't last,
that's why we're blasting past

Common de--cency, Common de--cency
Multi-nation'ls have feelings, they do,
'cept for me and my money.


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