Bitches KMFDM

All these years, all this time
We have been messin' with your mind
You thought us noble, rad and true;
You just don't have a fucking clue

All the humor, pun and wit:
A heaping, steaming pile of shit
With a smile and a wink
We make believe our poop don't stink

Rip the system, revolution
Adding fuel to your confusion
Gobble up the crap we feed you
We don't really love and need you

We just want your cold hard cash;
Get our hands into your stash
Now shut up, listen and behold:
Finally the truth be told!

We're only in it for the money;
To dip our fingers in your honey
We pretend to no end
We are bitches for your riches

Blindsided by audacity
Of a handsome crook from Germany
A million sheets of patient paper
Chronicle his every caper