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When the fat cats held a meeting on the issues that we face No one brought a notebook and the pens were all misplaced The leader pulled a sick note out of his underwear drawer Told the officers to go tell the world to go and carry on as before Doesn't leave you re-assured What more? Well the order soon was cancelled as they said there's no way to tell How the herd would immunise and now we're near halfway to hell Close up your windows lock down your doors And if you're feeling ill you best camp out on your bathroom floor And this is not to be ignored What more? (Play your fucking guitar, Danny lad!) The leader had a sidekick The sidekick broke the rules Went and played the headlines Played the masses out as fools Still the bossman stood beside him And with less talk of the spike Opened up and sent us out on planes and trains and bikes Go to Wales, take a hike! Get business booming SongtexteWe can even eat out for less To head back where we all started At the dawn of all this mess Case numbers rising isn't it a shame? Now you go ahead and find the nerve to say the young ones are to blame And they're the easiest to frame What more to this game? When all of this is over Who knows where we'll be? The machine ain't been working for as long as I can see Round up your loved ones Join em at the hip No telling what's behind of the lies of this rotten leadership Unless we push and make them slip What more can they grip!?!? Throw the tossers in the skip!!! Aus Songtexte Mania