P.R.O.F.I.T.

Materialistic bullshit Own, buy, invest It’s a motherfucking steal And by day one we’re all obsessed Caught in a merry-fucking-go-round This horses name is ”Debt”, come closer – say ”Hi” Slave to the coin A whore back for more Sell, limb by limb Your blood is all they ask for P R O F I T Your sweat and blood it spells out ”Profit” Tear your body down Work your fingers to the bone It’s all mother fucking madness Feed that horse and watch it grow Once and again They come to my door I can’t say that it’s news Cause I’ve seen em before Twice and again I do all their deeds Carry their cross Succumb to their needs Over my dead body Will I feed that horse my flesh I will drag it to the woods And I will beat it to a pulp I’ll beat a dead horse I’ll beat a dead horse I’ll beat a dead horse I’ll beat a dead horse I’ll beat a dead horse I’ll beat a dead horse I’ll beat a dead horse I’ll beat a dead horse Once and again They come to my door I can’t say that it’s news Cause I’ve seen em before Twice and again I do all their deeds Carry their cross Succumb to their needs P.R. O.F. I.T. PROFIT