On the top floor, from my penthouse
I survey what I rule
High rises
Thin curtains
All lights go out by two
No one ever sees me
Yet I know all of you
It's sort of like a small town
When your whole lives are on my computer
Ah... Ah...
All the power, none of the stress
So much better being hatchet man
Than a henpecked attention-starved target
Like the big man himself
Our goal is perpetual economic victory
We play with you to amuse ourselves
Our motives are personal
Our motives are political
Our motives are sexual
I know
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
I survey what I rule
High rises
Thin curtains
All lights go out by two
No one ever sees me
Yet I know all of you
It's sort of like a small town
When your whole lives are on my computer
Ah... Ah...
All the power, none of the stress
So much better being hatchet man
Than a henpecked attention-starved target
Like the big man himself
Our goal is perpetual economic victory
We play with you to amuse ourselves
Our motives are personal
Our motives are political
Our motives are sexual
I know
Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho
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