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Number one in acquisitions
Now there is no foreign soil
Go global like a round thing
Go global like a hole

To every money matchmaker
Splicing green as fast as you can:
Let's break it down and start again

Memo to the partners:
I'm changing all the locks
I'm pissing on your modems
I'm shredding all the stocks
Choose a color for your ceiling
I'm waiting for the bottom to drop
In a room so brightly lit
I can't see in

You would never say you were out of time
(Your secret's out)
Coming with the fiction all the time
(Your secret's out)
But, there's a call coming on the other line
Your secret's out

Lap of luxury
Lapping waste
Crusing towards a bruising crash
Thread-heald anvil's going to break

When the letter returns to the sender
I can hardly wait
God, this room's so brightly lit
I can't see shit

Thank you, may I have another?
I will be your eager driver
Your service provider
Your maitre'd

Thank you, may I have another
Please?d thank you sir may i have another please?


Lyrics submitted by black_cow_of_death, edited by soundsgayimin

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    General CommentI think this is about business, office work. like in the stock market. Think Patrick Bateman and co. in American Psycho. It's quite a face paced, faceless world where appearence and money are everything. The protagonist of the song is breaking all the rules of conduct, and taking the piss out of how shallow it all is.
    KafkasCaton February 28, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commentcool song with no comments. so now it does.
    redandbluejeanson June 03, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentEnron anybody?
    thecriksteron March 24, 2009   Link

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