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Golden Parachutes

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歌词

Services that don't exist
Swapping the derivatives
When you're betting on both red and black
It's dealer's choice the deck is always stacked
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Now he runs the company
Cable news celebrity
They put him on the front of Forbes
He parades the bull like he's a matador
It's a frat house full of silver spoons
Watching pornography of busts and booms
It's a locker room of CEOs
Telling dirty jokes
They're all betting men who never lose
And float away on golden parachutes
It's a bonus not a shake down
And they're worth every penny
In my bank account
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Now that you're too big to fail
You'll never have to go to jail
When you own it you can rob the bank
A bloated Dillinger a spray-tanned Jesse James
It's a frat house full of silver spoons
Watching pornography of busts and booms
It's a locker room of CFOs
Telling racist jokes
They're all betting men who never lose
And float away on golden parachutes
And if Main Street wants a hand out
In their underwater houses let them drown