Lyrics

Money is a nerve of war, love and theatre And I'm convinced, f**k, it isn't funny And you're asharned, when you talk about money But it's your mask, I will pull out the true I'm gonna humble you, I wanna strip you I wanna force you to... Psychical strip-tease You sau to me tolerance, it smells of falsehood You drive a knife in my back, takin' bout botherhood Now you're telling 'bout friendship, it is nasty and it's cheap It is your mask, I will pull out the true I'm gonna humble you, I wanna strip you I wanna force you to... Psychical strip-tease Running with the devil Dear blockhead, dear lovely muthaf**ker, I present you Panorama of mu crotch, Are you indignant? Don't be indignant, boy, my little sweet sucker It is your mask, I will pull out the true I'm gonna humble you, I wanna strip you I wanna force you to...! Psychical strip-tease (x8)