Nook, Line & Sinker The Stupendium

[Intro]
Sorry, where was I? Ah, yes...

[Verse 1]
They say of the fable that businessmen croon
That dog may eat dog but he pays the raccoon
Filling up the coffers, billing up the otters, watching them squirm
Yes, lions and tigers and bears owe my firm
I've made mountains from founding these half-finished villages
Run-down little towns that I fill up with idiots
Declare one the Mayor, flair their ego a little bit
Charge them with fixing it then charge for the privilege
You buy land at a high deposit when I drop profitable hovels on it
Each island is like a wallet 'cause
I got the whole place in my pocket
You crank the land value with every little bit of spit and polish
If I get a better tenant than you
Well, thank you! Everything's demolished
It's about time I took some more payments from your good selves
I'm just balancing the books
But I'm still waiting on the bookshelves
You promised you'd build me once you'd patched the fence
Don't like it? Then bill me, I'll just add it to the rent

[Chorus]
Never seen a game so twee but there's administration fees
For this little haven we chiselled from complacency
And we pay it gratefully, slaving every day for the
Price tag attached to the back of our New Horizon